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I hesitate and then ask, “Are you sure you’re both okay with Alexander and I?”
Noah laughs and Ramon shakes his head.
Ramon says, “You’re our daughter Rachel, and Alexander is our nephew, which means we love you both. It would be stranger if you were blood relations, but you’re not … I promise, we are both happy for you.
“Real love only comes once in a lifetime, and some people are lucky enough to find it twice, but it isn’t something you should ever live your life without.” He holds his arms out and embraces me, kissing me on the side of my head.
“You both have our support,” Noah says, shaking Alexander’s hand.
19
Alexander
The image of Rachel holding Sirena and Garrett’s new baby, McKenna, is something I won’t ever forget. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t imagined how she would look holding our baby in her arms, nursing it at her breast. It’s a dream that I hope will come true one day in the future.
Our cousin had been tired when we’d arrived, but her happiness was clear, especially the love that she has for her husband. Garrett certainly got lucky the day he got trapped in the elevator with Sirena. Ironically, it was the way her parents had met—same elevator even.
My heart swells with love as I lean against the kitchen counter and watch Rachel stirring the pasta over the burner. Her long hair is pulled into a band at the back of her head, showing off the delicate curve of her neck.
“I know you’re staring,” she comments, a smile on her lips.
“You’re in my apartment, where you belong, and
I can’t stop staring.” I move closer and place my hands on her hips, dipping in and kissing her bare shoulder. “I love you being here with me.” I rest my chin on her shoulder, my arms slipping around her waist.
Rachel reaches up with a hand and holds it against the side of my face, sighing. She meets my gaze. “I’m happy Alexander, and I’m so in love with you, that I’m never going to leave.” She kisses my lips and lingers. “I’ve waited a long time to call you mine. Nothing and no one will ever change that.”
My breath catches at the look in her eyes and I try and remember where we are.
Then I think to hell with it.
Capturing her mouth, I bring her fully into my arms, and after I’ve quickly turned the burner off, I grab her bottom. She wraps around me, writhes against my body, driving me crazy.
Growling, I shove her back against the wall. Our tongues slide together, my mouth pressing hard against hers. Desperate.
My hand slips between us and I shove her shorts and panties down her legs, my fingers already searching between the folds of her wet sex.
She breaks from the kiss, panting, her gaze holding mine. “Inside me now, Alexander.” One hand reaches inside my sweats, wrapping around my erection while I shove them the rest of the way down.
They’re still around my ankles when I grab her wrists and hold them above her head with my left hand. I lean my forehead against hers, our eyes connecting, and use my right hand to guide my flesh between the swollen lips of her pussy.
Her breath catches when I thrust inside, my heart just about ready to pound out of my chest. I grab ahold of a thigh and move it higher up on my waist.
“I love you,” I tell her, and start hammering her to the wall.
She writhes and moans, her muscles quivering around my throbbing dick. Her hands land on my shoulders and her nails dig in. Her whole body arches and breaks out into climax, my own races forward, and then I’m pulsing in release.
I slowly glide in and out, prolonging our pleasure, while the little gasps of pleasure Rachel gives wind me up until seconds later, I’m rock hard again.
Her eyes widen. “Again?”
“God, I think my legs are about to collapse.”
She chuckles and I grin, sliding us to the floor. She wiggles in my lap and I moan, holding her down. “Don’t move,” I ground out. “We need to stop and get cleaned up.” It’s the last thing I want, but I don’t want my parents catching us like this. Olivia especially would tease me for the rest of my life.
“Hmm,” she mumbles, kissing me. “I really don’t want to move.” She slides me free and rises to her feet, and smirks. “That,” she glances at my pelvis, “needs taking care of.”
I hold my hand out and she tugs me to my feet, her hand going straight to my jutting erection.
