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“Always.” My reply softens his eyes as he adjusts, and his cock is at my entrance.
Then he’s thrusting inside, stretching, as my walls clench tight, preparing to detonate for the third time. He stills for a moment while we both catch our breath and even though it’s not my first time, he checks to make sure I’m comfortable.
“You okay?” He studies my reaction, ensuring my answer isn’t a lie.
“Couldn’t be better.” The end of the sentence is dragged out on a whimper.
The sincerity he sees is confirmation enough as he moves again, slowly gliding in and out, before grunting, “Fuck, I love you, baby. Have for weeks now.” With each word, his pace increases, extracting noises I’ve never known myself to emit.
I’d offer my own sentiments on our budding love, but each time I open my mouth he plunges back in, stealing the air from my lungs, rewiring my chemistry to only yearn him for the rest of our lives.
“Your pussy’s so fucking tight. I’m not going to last long.” He grunts his honesty.
Another moan is all that escapes with the dirty mouth I’m craving, his pelvis tilting, and dragging along that spot that pops those pesky stars I’m beginning to love to the surface.
“Come on my cock. Give me one more. Strangle me, baby.” His head dips and tugs my nipple into his hot mouth, instantly igniting hellfire within, before detonating.
A stifled moan leaves his lips as he slams into me once more, tucking his face into the crook of my neck, breathing deeply as he shutters from pleasure.
“Holy shit.” Slips free, garbled by his nuzzling.
“Mmhm.”
We pant, catching our breathes before he pulls free but remains hovering, locking his eyes to mine, silent messages passing until he slips a finger down to my entrance, toying with the evidence of our communion.
“Mmm,” he groans, “you’re most definitely mine now.” The cocky smile I love so much is back, lighting his eyes with mirth.
“I’ll be yours forever.”
The windows to his soul light with fire when I claim him right back. “So, we’re really doing this?”
A giggle slips in our serious moment of proclaiming. My hand covers my lips quickly, trying to cover the blunder. “I’m here with you.” The fingers covering my smile reach out and trace along his firm jaw, cradling his cheek when he leans into my touch. “But let’s not tell them right away.” My brows scrunch with my sudden thought process. “I want to carve a little piece for us before we’ve got to share it with the world.”
He chuckles, tracing a heart pattern right over that very beating organ. “You don’t want to share me right now, is that it?”
A blush rides my cheeks. “No.” I whisper, closing my eyes, knowing I’m going to B.F.F. hell for stealing her twin, and then not telling her about it. “I’m not sure how they’ll react. Alex will more than likely be pissed, try to fight you, but then you’ll make up like you always do. Girls are different. Jaz is different. And you know it.” The glare I’m pushing scolds. “I don’t want to lose her. Will you let me tell her?”
His eyes would be comically wide if the subject at hand wasn’t so important. “Mare…” He swallows. I know I’m asking a lot. Jace never lies to his sister, nor does he keep secrets from her. They have the closest sibling relationship I’ve ever seen. Alex and I are and will never be that close. Sure, we love each other to death, but nothing like the twin-power these two yield, signaling that my ask is enormous.
“I know. I know what I’m asking is almost impossible, but I want to tell her. I don’t want her to think I’ve been harboring a secret romance for years.”
A bit of anger rises, darkening his blues to a stormy ocean blue. “But it’s okay for her to think that about me?”
Now my eyes are saucers. “No. no. That’s not what I’m saying at all.” Swallowing loudly, I realize that’s exactly what I’m asking of him. “Shit. No, I don’t want that.” He pauses, giving me a moment to right the request in my head. “What I mean is, I want to tell her, to talk to her about us. But I understand that, so do you. We can do it together when we’re ready. Does that work?”
A rush of air escapes, pushing the stress from his lungs. “Yeah, we can do that. I’m not sure how I’m going to keep it from her, and you have to realize how perceptive she is. She’s going to pick up that I’m hiding something from her, and she can be persuasive when she wants to be.”
Our grins are identical. Because he’s right, Jaz definitely has a knack for investigation. She could open her own private eye business and make a killing.
“You’re right. Let’s give ourselves a week of privacy before we let the family in on our… relationship.” The description is odd and exciting when pairing it with Jace.
“A week?” Jace is going against his internal voice by keeping Jasmine in the dark.
“Just a week.” I promise.
“Fine. I can handle a week… hopefully.” Even though he agrees, my heart sinks, knowing that I’m already doing the one thing I swore I wouldn’t do, and that’s come between the twins. Day one and Jace is already lying to her because I asked him to.
“Hey,” he nudges my chin, bringing my eyes back to his. “No guilt. One week. Then we do it together. We’ll sit both Jaz and Alex down and tell them. I’m nervous as hell too, but they love us. They’ll learn to love us together.”
“I love you.” He understands even in silence.
“I love you, too.” He leans away, giving me a glimpse of the steel he’s packing, and boy, does it not disappoint. He’s hard and ready again, his member pointing directly where it wants to call home, preparing for round two. “Don’t think so, my little love muffin.” He leans down and bops my nose. “Let’s get you in the shower and wash off that asshole from earlier first, then, and only then, will I give you what you need.”
“Ass.” I grumble, but follow his lead and climb from the bed.
“Damn… maybe I was wrong.”
When I glance over my shoulder, his eyes are glazed and lust swims within their aqua depths. “Too bad. I’m a dirty, dirty girl, and need a good scrubbing.” Taunting him is probably not the best option, since it looks like he’s holding a beast back from ripping through his skin. The warm steam from the shower only enhancing the illusion.
“Fuck that!” his growl is feral. The beast is free. “I’m going to scrub every inch of your body clean, then I’m going to worship this silky caramel goodness you call skin.” His steps are measured as he stalks forward, backing me right into the shower.
