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"You can lie down," he says cockily, climbing into the bed behind me and pressing the front of his body against my back, spooning me. His hand finds its way to my front, reaching the bottom of the T-shirt I borrowed from him, and starts dragging it up my body.
“It doesn’t seem like you’re interested in sleep,” I tell him as the shirt bunches up around my waist, exposing that I’m bare under it.
“Oh, I’m not,” he tells me, humor laced in his words.
He squirms behind me, trying to rid himself of the sweatpants he must have put on to sleep in. His hand grabs my leg, lifting it up and cradling. I spread apart, and despite how tired I feel, my body thrums in anticipation of Jared sliding into me.
He positions his cock at my entrance, slowly sliding into my already wet core. We both let out a soft groan at the sensation.
“You better stay quiet.” Jared chuckles under his breath as he lets his hips move softly, so as not to shake the bed too much.
His right-hand snakes around to my front, providing some much-needed pressure on my clit. We writhe against each other, Jared’s hot breath panting against my neck as we choke back our grunts.
“You think you’ll be able to keep your hands off of me at the party?” Jared asks, and I can hear the arrogance dripping from his voice.
Jared knows he’s irresistible. While it is in fact true, I don’t want to admit it to him.
“You should be the one worried,” I tell him smugly, punctuating my words by clenching tight around him.
His fingers speed up rubbing my clit, providing me with the perfect amount of pressure to have me keening, despite his softer thrusts. What I wouldn’t do to have Jared stay here, but I know that, at some point, Archer would wake up wondering where his dad is. Finding him in my bed wouldn’t be ideal for anyone in the house right now.
I want this to last forever, but as his hips still behind me, and his hand on my clit forces an orgasm out of me, I know that it will have to end soon.
“Do you have to leave?” I whine when he finally stands up from the bed after cradling me in his arms for a few minutes.
“Don’t be too sad. There’s much more where that came from.” He smirks, and rather than rolling my eyes at him, my legs clench together.
As much as I’m excited to celebrate my parents, I want this weekend to be over soon.
CHAPTER24
JARED
"And done," I say, finishing up with Archer's tie. He wiggles it around, getting a feel for the fabric around his neck.
"Is it too tight?" I ask, grimacing at the thought of the garment being constricting.
"Perfect," he says with a smile, looking eager to join the guests in the backyard.
The house is already buzzing with arriving guests, and I know I should head downstairs with Archer. Beth has been anticipating this day for months, and I'm thrilled to see her finally celebrating her love with her husband.
Yesterday, we spent most of the day setting up decorations before treating Beth and Philip to dinner. Although I would have preferred to be doing anything else on Martha's Vineyard, it felt good to spend time with family and contribute to making Beth's special day a reality.
The only downside was not being able to touch Monica. Throughout the day, my body craved her touch, especially after our brief tryst the night before.
"Ready to go down?" I ask Archer, giving us one final inspection in the mirror.
"Ready," he confirms, leading the way out of our room to the backyard. Many guests have already arrived, dressed in their finest formal attire. I give myself a mental pat on the back as I take in the decorations—the green and white color scheme perfectly complements the lush scenery of the backyard. The tent's side is open, revealing food and some tables inside, while additional tables are scattered in the open air.
"Jared, you all did an amazing job," Beth says, approaching me with a beaming smile that I hope remains throughout the afternoon.
"We wanted today to be special for you," I tell her, returning her hug with a kind smile.
Beth has always been like a second mother to me, and it means the world to see her enjoying her day. Even if it means enduring the presence of Jessica.
I quickly survey the party and conclude that she isn't here. Maybe, if I'm lucky, she won't come at all. But I don't want to get my hopes up.
"Daddy, can I go play over there?" Archer asks, tugging at my shirt sleeve.
