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Holy shit. I’ve never gone bareback with anyone. Are we really going to do this?

“Are you on birth control?” I ask.

“I have an IUD,” she replies with a coy smile, her grip on me tightening as she eases the tip inside her body.

My hips punch forward, burying my dick to the hilt, and my eyes practically roll back in my head.Fuckshe feels so fucking good. Jade gasps; her nails bite into my shoulders. I want to give her time to adjust, but my body has other ideas. I pull out slowly and then ease back inside. Her heels dig so hard into the base of my spine that it feels like I’m going to have a bruise.

“Harder,” she whispers against my ear.

My body obliges Jade’s every request.Harder. Faster.More. Losing myself a little more with each thrust.

I need to slow down.

I need to be everywhere at once.

I needmore.

Our bodies collide over and over. Tension coils at the base of my spine.

Jade rakes her nails down my arms, and I seriously consider having the streaks she leaves behind tattooed so I’ll never forget this moment.

“Yes, Dylan. Don’t stop,” she cries, head thrown back, red light highlighting her cheekbones.

I don’t plan to.

I slip a hand between us to play with her clit, rubbing and flicking until she’s coming apart in my arms.

My gaze moves between her desire-filled eyes and the way her tits bounce with every buck of my hips. When my balls start to tighten, I pull out at the last second and fist my dick, stroking fast as black spots invade my vision.

“Get on your knees and push your tits together.”

Jade drops down with a smirk, cupping her tits and lifting them up like the most perfect offering. Two more strokes and I spill across her perky breasts, my cum dripping down the hardened peaks.

Holy shit.

That was…unexpected.

“Where’s my camera?” I rasp, only half teasing.

“Don’t even think about it,” she laughs.

I tell her not to move and leave the darkroom to grab her a wet cloth from the bathroom. But when I catch my smiling reflection in the mirror above the sink, reality starts to set in. My heart begins to pound in my ears.

I just did the one thing I promised I wouldn’t do.

I fucked my little sister’s best friend.

And I really hope I get to do it again.

CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE

JADE

Grocery orders fillthe laptop screen in front of me, but all I can see is his handsome face bathed in red light, his eyes foggy with desire, his teeth clamping down on his bottom lip as he slams hard into me.

Heat washes up my back, and I wrestle my attention back onto the first run of online orders that came in over the weekend. I should’ve come into the store yesterday evening and packed them all up, ready to deliver early this morning.

Except, last night, I completely lost my mind and had sex with my best friend’s brother on his darkroom table before taking off right afterward like a freak.