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Tully’s whole body flinches with the touch and she groans, needing more. Not one to disappoint, I press down on her clit and start rubbing slow circles before sliding two fingers deep inside her.
Tully’s head falls to my shoulder and despite how badly we both want to make this last, I doubt neither of us has what it takes to hold back. Besides, I have the rest of my life to make her feel all kinds of incredible, right now, I just need to be inside her, claiming her, and showing her exactly what she means to me.
Using my free hand, I slide her forward on the dresser until she’s right at the edge and as if reading my mind, she pulls her legs in tighter, dragging me along with it. I slide my fingers out as she lines me up with her entrance and with one slow thrust into her, everything is finally fucking perfect in the world.
Tully bites down on her lip and curls her arms around me until her hands are at the back of my shoulders and her nails are digging in while I slip an arm around her back, holding her close as the other claims her hip.
I begin moving and despite being deep inside of her, it’s still not enough, so with her lips on my neck, I lift her off the dresser and take her to the bed where I continue to make love to the woman I’ve been craving for more than half of my life.
I give her exactly what she needs and in doing that, she does the same for me.
I kiss her until she can’t breathe, touch her until her back is arching high off the bed, and fuck her until she’s screaming out my name and forgetting the world around her.
And just when she falls to the bed, utterly spent, we start all over again.
An hour passes before we see the headlights pull up outside the spare bedroom window and realize it’s probably best we get out of here. After all, Tully set Noah and Henley a dare that nobody should be unlucky enough to overhear. But seeing as though they’ve been gone for so long, I’d dare say that the bet has already been completed.
Tully and I roll out of bed and do our best to dress before Noah and Henley make their way inside, but luck seems to be on our side tonight as they’re taking their sweet time.
Remembering Tully’s shirt and bra is on the living room floor, I dash out and grab them as I finish doing my jeans. Tully practically rips her bra from my fingers and I smirk as she rushes to put it on while listening to Henley’s laughing from outside.
We emerge from the spare bedroom just as the front door is opened and we meet in the living room to find a bag hanging from Henley’s fingers and an anxious look marring Noah’s face.
Tully laughs as she throws herself towards the bag and plucks it from Henley’s fingers. “Did you get five things?” she questions as she goes to look inside the bag.
Noah snatches it right back. “Yes, there are five things and that’s all your messed up little self needs to know.”
“Come on,” Tully laughs. “Stop being such a chicken. What’s in the bag.”
“None of your goddamn business.”
Tully rolls her eyes and looks to Henley with a raised, questioning brow. “Well?”
Henley grins right back at her while nudging her husband with her elbow. “I swear, if he makes it through the night, I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.”
Noah throws his arms over Henley’s shoulder and pulls her into his side. “You’ll do no such thing,” he warns before looking to me and Tully. “What are you guys still doing here anyway? I thought you’d have left ages ago.”
I can’t help but look down at my girl to find her eyes already sparkling with joy before I glance back at Noah. “We had some things to talk about.”
“And?” Henley prompts, not missing the look in her best friend’s eyes.
Tully leans back into me and without even thinking about it, my hand circles her waist, holding her that bit closer. “And…we’re working things out,” Tully explains.
Henley’s eyes bulge out of her head and she starts jumping up and down while an ear-shattering squeal rips out of her. Noah though, looks as though he could be sick. “You screwed my twin sister in my spare bed, didn’t you?”
My hand clenches on Tully’s waist and she places her hand over it, lacing her fingers through mine. “Just be thankful it wasn’t on the couch,” I tell him, for the first time admitting something like that without the fear of getting knocked out.
Tully grins wide as a soft chuckle slips from between her lips. “Well…it nearly was.”
