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She’s constantly on the phone to her friend Ava, who is panicking about being a mother, and it shocks me because it’s not the same calm and collected woman I’ve heard about.
Is that hormones, or is it fear?
Gracie has opened up to me a bit about Ava and her struggles growing up, and I understand how and why they are so close, almost like sisters. The fact some parts of their pasts are similar scares me. I can’t lie and say I’m not a little worried that if she were pregnant, would Gracie have the same terrors as Ava?
I hope not…
I think she would be the best mom, especially after seeing her with Aria. I don’t take it for granted for one second, knowing it will take work and not just for a couple of weeks. But I’m willing to put in the work because they are worth it.
“Hey, slacker, keep up the tickles.” Gracie rolls over so her eyes catch mine, and the mischievous pair sparkling back at me makes me want to kiss the cheeky grin off her face.
“Sorry, I was thinking,” I reply.
“Of what?” Aria asks.
I don’t want to share everything, so I say what’s in my heart. “How lucky I am.”
Aria groans like it’s the most disgusting thing she’s heard, whereas Gracie stares at me with the biggest wide-set hazel eyes and an even bigger lopsided grin.
She gets me.
She really fucking gets me.
The credits roll and I check the time on my watch, seeing it’s almost time for Aria to go to her mom’s. So, I shuffle out and up off the couch. “Aria, your mom will be waiting, we need to leave soon. Can you go get your bag ready?”
She sighs then mutters, “Okay, I’m going,” as she stands.
“Do you need a hand?” Gracie offers her.
And she gives Gracie a smile. “No, I’m good. Thanks, anyway. Don’t start the next episode without me.”
Gracie smiles back at her with her hands up. “I promise, I won’t.”
Aria is packing upstairs, so when I find Gracie cleaning at the sink, I can’t help but sneak up behind her. I snake my hand around her waist and bring my nose into her brown hair, inhaling her scent before moving my lips to her ear and whispering, “Shh, or Aria will hear you.”
Her body has turned rigid in my arms, and I watch her chest rise and fall with fast breaths. My hand moves to slip beneath her sweats and inside her panties, and I don’t waste any time. I need her coming on my hand like that time in the bar. Rubbing her clit in hard circles, her back arches into me at the sensation.
“Marc,” she rasps.
I grin into her neck where I kiss her repeatedly, nipping and sucking her sensitive flesh. I lower my hand and slide my fingers between her wet folds, entering two fingers easily. Her pussy is wet, warm, and so ready for me. I hear a little sexy grunt and her head drops onto my shoulder. She’s holding back a loud moan. And my already hard cock is now throbbing. But this isn’t about me; this moment is all about her pleasure.
Her warm pussy clamps down hard at the intrusion at first, before her body relaxes under me.
“Does that feel good?”
She nods and mumbles under my hand.
“I can feel how close you are, but you need to stay quiet.”
Her body quakes against mine, and she falls apart beneath my touch. It’s so damn sexy, and it’s only the start. She has no idea what I’ve got planned for her later.
Afterward, she spins and her lust-filled eyes stare back at me and my lopsided grin. She shakes her head, unable to believe I just did that, and truthfully, neither can I.
“Are you two almost ready?” I call out to my girls.
My girls.
Chapter 29
