Page 162 of Love You Wild


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“Do you have time to do all that?”

I shrug. “I manage my time well.” I also know how to prioritize and get shit done.

“What about Claire? I mean, do you think…what if you two break up?”

I throw a sidelong glance at him. “Do you think we’re going to?”

His grin grows. “No, but I think you might consider it a few times when she’s driving you up the fucking wall.”

I smirk. “When she drives me nuts, I’ll come take my frustrations out on some wood.”

Casey chuckles. “There’s no better stress release than hammering your anger out on a slab of timber.”

“We’re friends, Casey. I’d like to think we could maintain our friendship even if Claire and I were to break up. But to be clear, in case that’s your biggest worry here…I mean, I know it’s soon, but I don’t plan on letting your sister go.” She’d have to change her name and leave the country to get away from me. And even then, I’d find a way.

Casey smiles down at his lap.

“Give it some thought. Quitting your job and opening a business is a life-changing decision, especially when you’ve got a daughter to think about.” I turn toward him, putting the butt of my cigar out. “But let me draw up a proposal, show you what it would look like. You can come down to the office one day in the next couple weeks and we’ll go over it.”

Casey groans, dropping his face to his palm. “Only if you promise me Claire won’t be there that day. I’m never going to either of your offices again if there’s a chance you’re both there.”

I bark out a loud laugh as I stand and stretch my arms overhead, rubbing a hand across my stomach. “Man, it was one time,” I argue weakly.

Casey might’ve walked into Claire’s office two weeks ago to find her sitting on top of me with her dress bunched up around her hips and my hands on her ass. I forgot to lock her door that day. She pinched me so hard I bruised, and then put me on timeout that night.

“One time too many,” he grumbles, stalking past me as we make our way up the hill toward the others. “I like you, but she’s still my little sister. I’d prefer to let myself believe she’s waiting for marriage.”

“How long’s it been since you got laid?”

“Too long,” he says on a heavy exhale, his eyes finding Charlee as she throws her head back with laughter. “Way too fucking long.”

I pull a sweaty Claire into my chest, molding my body around hers as I kiss a sloppy path across her bare shoulder. “I can’t wait for everyone to leave on Monday so I can give you a proper fucking.”

“A proper fucking? What do you call what we just did?”

“Quiet and restrained,” I murmur, nipping her neck. “And that’s just not you. I need you screaming my name while you come all over my cock.”

Her lips part on a shudder and she grips my hand, dragging it down her belly, pressing my fingers into her sopping warmth. “God, how do a few simple words from you get me ready to go all over again?”

“You’re always ready to go for me.” I hitch her leg over my arm and drag my fingers through her slick folds, gathering her wetness and coating the tiny hole between her plump cheeks. She moans and pushes back against my hand as I massage her there. “When you gonna let me in here?”

“You’re gonna hurt me,” she garbles out.

“I’ll be gentle. I promise.”

She chokes out a laugh. “You and gentle do not belong together in a conversation about sex.”

I laugh against her neck, licking a slow trail up to her ear. “I can love you gentle. I do love you gentle.”

“No.” She shakes her head, fingers sinking into my hair. “You love me wild.”

“Yeah,” I breathe out, rocking my hips against her ass as I lift her thigh. She’s not wrong. I’m fucking wild for her. My cock pushes through her slippery entrance. “You’re right. I do love you wild.”

“Can I ask you something?” I grunt out as I begin an achingly slow plunge into her velvety walls, my fingers rubbing a languid circle around her wet, swollen clit, enjoying every whimper I draw past her lips. “Did Vivi call Aaron Uncle?”

“Nuh-uh,” she stutters out as I roll us, propping her up on her hands and knees. “Never.”

My fingers grip her hips as I pull out and thrust back in, slow, slow, slow, in and out, in and out while she whimpers for more, please, Avery, more.

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