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“Fuck,” he curses, going lax beneath me.
I kiss his neck and jaw and chin before reaching his lips. Our tongues meet for a moment as I sigh into his mouth and reluctantly pull back.
When he starts to soften inside of me, I lift myself off him and flop to my back. My cheeks go red when he moves down the bed and stares between my legs. I want to squeeze them shut out of embarrassment, considering I don’t know what I must look like down there after being shoved full of monster dick, but he doesn’t look grossed out. He actually looks . . . turned on by it. It’s not until I start to feel something wet seeping from my entrance that I realize he’s watching his cum leak out of me.
I jerk at his touch when he drags a finger through my pussy before slowly pushing it inside. I’m too sensitive to get much enjoyment from it, but seeing the awe in his expression is more than enough to keep me from telling him that. Right now, this isn’t about physical enjoyment. It’s all mental.
“You’re mine, Tinsley.” It’s a reminder for the both of us.
I smile at that and nod, a lazy contentment filling me. My heartbeat begins to slow to a healthy speed as I watch him step off the bed and head into the bathroom. The tap runs for a beat before he’s back, moving between my legs with a wet cloth.
“I can do this,” I offer.
He shakes his head and swipes the cloth through my swollen skin, cleaning the mess he made. The pressure is a little too much with how sensitive I am, but I don’t tell him that. He’s so concentrated on doing this for me that I don’t want to spoil the moment.
As soon as he’s finished and disposed of the cloth, I curl onto my side under the comforter and wait for him to join me. He looks out of his comfort zone, but after sliding on his boxers, he climbs in beside me. The small star above his brow snags my attention even in the dark of the room.
“Are you sore?” he asks, snaking an arm around my waist.
My eyelids flutter with exhaustion as I hum. “A little. I will be tomorrow.”
We’ve never slept like this beside each other before. Not intentionally, anyway. Tonight is full of firsts for us. I never want to forget anything about it. Want to remember it for the rest of my life.
“Sleep,” he says, bossy even after sex.
I laugh softly and scoot closer to him until my head is tucked beneath his chin and my leg can curl around his hip. Exhaling, I press my lips to his chest and mouth three words before closing my eyes and letting sleep take me.
35
NOAH
I love you.
That’s what she mouthed against my chest. I didn’t mistake it for something else. It’s not possible.
I love you.
Three words I thought worthless have been running through my head on repeat for three days. Words that have never meant anything to me. Still don’t. Or maybe they do. No, they don’t.
I glare at the wood floor of the tour bus and remind myself that they don’t count for anything. They form nothing more than a weak statement. But Tinsley said those words. There’s nothing weak about her.
Disgruntled, I lock those thoughts away again, knowing they’ll escape from their cage whenever the fuck they wish to. Small fingers tug roughly at my scalp, the sound of ripping hair making my scowl deepen. The floor is hard under my ass. I’ve been forced to sit on it for an hour now while Paisley attempts to braid my hair. It’s not going well. I’ll be fucking bald before she gets the hang of it.
“I can hear you growling over the movie,” Tinsley teases. She’s beside Paisley on the couch at my back, her leg kept in a tight hold beneath my armpit. I’d prefer her in my lap, but the kid’s presence had her turning the offer down.
My sister is on the floor beside me. She arrived this morning. Hasn’t left my side since. It’s weird. She keeps batting her eyes at me like she’s had something stuck inside of them all day. It’s answers she wants. About me and Tinsley. But I won’t give them to her. She can ask my golden girl for the details.
“My hair is being ripped out. It fucking hurts,” I grunt.
“That’s a toonie in the swear jar,” Paisley sings.
I blink twice. “I’m not putting money in a fucking swear jar.” She’s been up my ass about it for weeks. A toonie here and a goddamn loonie there.
“That’s two toonies now, right, Dad?”
Justice has the nerve to reach over his daughter and pat me on the head like I’m a goddamn house pet. I almost bite my tongue off to keep from snapping back. “I think we should charge some sass tax on top of that, don’t you think?”
Tinsley laughs, and I pinch her ankle in punishment. It just makes her laugh harder. Adalyn lifts herself onto her knees and leans over my head. When her fingers move alongside Paisley’s, the grip on my hair loosens.
