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“You’re so fucking sexy,” I grunt as I reach for her, pulling her forcefully back onto my lap. Her naked core is pressed against my cock. I can feel her heat against my bare skin, and I grab my erection, holding it in place as Ava rests her hands on my shoulders and slides down onto it with a moan of pleasure. Her tight hole engulfs me, wet and throbbing, and I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from coming straight away.
“Oh yes,” Ava groans, rocking her curvy hips against me.
“Does that feel good, baby?”
She whimpers, nodding. “So good.”
I grab her ass and lean back against the couch, watching hungrily as Ava rides my cock. She bounces up and down, throwing her head back. Her perfect tits jiggle as she moves, and she pants hard, grabbing wildly at my shoulders.
“That’s it, sugar. Ride my cock.”
She cries out in response, her moans getting louder. Her ass cheeks slap against my thighs as she slams herself up and down, and I buck my hips to meet her, sinking my cock to the hilt with every thrust. Her tight walls quiver around me, squeezing my shaft until I feel my balls start to tighten.
“Shit, Ava, I can’t hold back much longer.”
“I’m…I’m close!” she gasps. “OH!”
“That’s it, sugar. Come for me.”
Her grip on me tightens, and her movements become more urgent as she reaches her climax. With a sob of pleasure, her pussy starts to pulse around me, her legs trembling as she comes. Her throbbing core milks me dry. With a strangled shout, I bury my face against her neck as my cock gushes cum deep inside her, pleasure jolting through me with every spurt.
I wrap my arms around Ava’s back and hold her naked body tight against me as we recover from our orgasms, our breathing gradually slowing back to normal.
“Fuck, Ava,” I murmur. “Have I ever told you how pretty you look with my dick inside you?”
She giggles against my ear. “All the time.”
“Well, it’s true.”
She hums with contentment, kissing me softly. I grip her ass and stand up, her body wrapped around mine as I carry us to the shower. We wash ourselves slowly, luxuriating in the hot water before we dry off and get dressed. Ava curls up on the couch, reaching for Dinah and cuddling her close as I get a fire going in the hearth. I love our cozy evenings together, and once the cabin is glowing with the light of warm, flickering flames, I sit back beside Ava, giving Dinah a quick stroke on her fluffy ginger head.
“Did we watch Bridget Jones’s Diary yet?” Ava asks.
“I don’t think so.”
She grins at me. “You’re in for a treat.”
I never imagined an old grump like me could enjoy romcoms, but watching them with Ava is so damn fun. She cries and squeals and gets so into it that it’s impossible not to enjoy it with her. We’re just about to play the movie when a knock on the door makes us both look up.
“I wonder who that is,” I mutter, getting up. Dinah slinks away to hide, not used to visitors, and Ava watches from the couch as I head for the door and open it.
My brother is standing on the doorstep.
The air is sucked straight out of my lungs as I look at him, my hand going slack around the door handle. The world shrinks around us, narrowing in on Lincoln. He looks older, the lines on his forehead more pronounced and his hair streaked with a few grays. His frame is different too—he’s bigger now, broader, wider. But his eyes are the same.
Forest green.
Like mom’s.
Like mine.
My voice croaks with emotion as I say, “Hi, buddy.”
“Hi.” Lincoln gulps, his eyes watery. “I got your letter.”
I nod, my heart thudding as I finally look at my brother for the first time in ten years. My little brother. With a strangled breath, I take a step out the door and throw my arms around him, pulling him into a fierce hug. To my surprise, he returns my embrace.
“I’m sorry, Linc,” I say hoarsely. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
