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We’d been with her for two weeks now, and we’d almost been caught out a few times. One of us would come home early, or she would, and we’d have to scramble to get out of sight. It had also been hectic with our class schedule, not to be seen by her when she didn’t expect us. Luckily, most of my classes were on a different campus and Grant and Keith had become masters of disguise. It was still tiring, keeping track of who was where at all times, and when I slipped into the covers to cradle her close, my brain was just as tired. I wanted to beat somebody’s face in for what they’d done to her again but I wasn’t the type to hit girls. Never had been. I closed my eyes when she turned on her side away from me and let the world slip away.
***
The sun wasn’t entirely up yet. What had woken me up, I wondered. I closed my eyes, needing a little bit more sleep. Celia was beside me, I realized. She had her hand on my dick, even though she was asleep. Little minx, I thought with a smile and rolled over, the need to sleep forgotten.
“You awake?” I whispered in her ear as I rolled over to her, careful not to dislodge her hand. Rather than answer, she gripped me tighter and moved against me. That’s when I realized she was naked and I started to think she hadn’t been asleep at all.
“You most definitely are,” she replied and brought her head up to look at me. “You want me, Keith?”
She had to be fucking joking. My cock was hard in her hand and I couldn’t help the way I nudged into it when she stopped moving her tight grip over me.
Of course, I wanted her. I couldn’t get enough of her or the lusciousness of her body.
I slowly pumped my hips into the sweet, firmness of her grip and imagined it was the silky wet heat between her legs. I’d roll her onto her back and fuck her properly in a minute, but the feel of her hand on me was something I didn’t want to give up yet.
This Celia wasn’t broken. Not anymore.
Every time she touched me; it fixed her a little bit more. And when she breathed against my neck and told me how she wanted to make me come in her hand, I knew she had some of her power back. I was the more dominant brother with her and usually, I was always the one in control but every now and then she took her power back, took the power I gave her, and made herself stronger with it, as she did now.
I let her have that power, I let her take what she wanted because I knew it would ensure she didn’t cry in the night. It would take away her loneliness, her insecurities, and make her the woman she was meant to be.
She pumped me faster with her grip a little tighter, as she leaned over to lick a nipple. I didn’t know how good that felt until she did it to me. Now, I didn’t even try to stop her as her teeth nibbled at the tiny bud and my dick surged.
The harder my dick grew in her hand, the louder she moaned and the more I wanted to come on her, in her hand, like she’d demanded I do.
“That feels so good, Celia.”
“Then come for me, Keith,” she whispered. “Come for me, and show me how much you want me...”
I started to lick at her neck, but then I turned her face to me. I wanted her kiss. She sighed into my mouth as her hand worked me and I forgot that I wanted to kiss her, that I wanted her to bite my nipples. I gave her what she wanted and let my body take over for my brain. My hips surged against her as I started to climax. My hands clutched her to me as I felt each hot shot leave my dick, and she watched every single surge with excitement.
“I guess I need to get ready for that appointment now, don’t I?” she asked with a smirk only seconds after the last shot left me. I couldn’t breathe. I was going to die, but I didn’t care. She’d taken everything out of me.
“Okay,” I said and waved my hand in the air. “Have fun.”
She laughed as she threw a robe on and leaned over t
o kiss me. “Don’t stay in bed too long. You’re going with me.”
“Oh!” Fuck, Grant was the one going with her. “Just, uh, let me run downstairs and get a shower while you get ready.”
I’d wanted to lie there and sleep until my class alarm went off, but I had to get out of her room. She pranced off to the bathroom, her pink hair a cloud around her face and I raced down the stairs. I went into Grant’s room, woke him, up, and then raced to my own room. I heard him go in the shower as I slid into my covers. It was his turn now. He’d better not fuck it up, either, I thought just before I sank into sleep again. I really think I might be falling in love. Something that I didn’t even think was possible was turning into a reality.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Grant
“I kind of like the pink,” I told her when I saw her a few minutes after I got out of the shower. “It’s like you have a cotton candy halo around your head.”
“Oh stop!” She patted at her hair, but it just wouldn’t lay flat. “I think that dye damaged it because it was on there so long. It made it kind of frizzy.”
“I’m sure there will be something at the salon that can fix it,” I reassured her as we walked in the direction of the hairdressers’. I stopped and picked up two coffees and then we were on our way.
The walk took fifteen minutes, but we were still early. Natalie let us in anyway, her eyes wide as she looked at Celia. “Girl, I have to teach you how to throw a hay-maker, don’t I?”
She tutted and fussed until she had Celia in a chair with a cover snapped around her neck to protect her clothes. She examined Celia’s hair carefully and asked questions before she finally offered any advice. “Right now, I’d tell you to leave it alone. The hair was really damaged by the dye they threw on you. And if it was on there for two hours, it’s really, really damaged your hair. I have some treatments I can put on that will help a little, but you’re back to square one and growing it out.”
