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I’ve had great sex before. Fantastic sex even. But no woman has ever made me feel like I’ve done a four-hour gym session and still want to go back for more. My entire body aches in the best way.
My god, she can fuck. She gave as good as she got, and what we shared was mind-blowing. We had a 3am snack, and I didn’t think I’d get hard again after that. She proved me wrong when she got down on her knees and sucked whipped cream off my dick. Even now, as I run my fingers across the creamy flesh on her stomach, I want more.
Fuck, she is beautiful.
She could bring any man to his knees with her beauty. But how she looks now, her lips swollen, a blush to her cheeks with her hair fanned out over the pillow, she could make a man fall in love.
She stirs at my touch, and I lightly brush a wayward piece of hair from her face. Her thick, long lashes flutter open and a content smile lifts the corners of her lips.
“Morning,” she greets warmly, her voice filled with sleep.
Without intending to, I lean down, capturing her lips.
She pulls back, her lashes fluttering. “I haven’t brushed my teeth.”
“I don’t care,” I reveal, running my nose along hers. “You taste good to me.”
I lean down again, swallowing the words she was about to say. I cup her jaw, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. Her lips move against mine with urgency, but also with care. At this moment, nothing else matters. Only her. Always her. The unbridled passion burns like a furnace between us. I wonder if it will always be this electrifying between us or if it will burn out.
She rolls until she’s straddling my waist. We’re in the same position we were in yesterday morning, only this time, she’s only wearing my T-shirt, and I only have boxers on.
I run my hands over the globes of her arse as she grabs my dick in her hand. I’m already hard.
And then I hear it—a key in the door. My fingers dig into her hips as I stare up at her with wide eyes. “Who has a key?” I whisper.
Her lips part as she goes to answer, but then the unannounced guest speaks, and I immediately lose my boner.
“Immy, are you up?” Evan calls.
Her lips clamp shut, her eyes widening as panic takes over. I push her off me without thinking and she lands on the floor with a thud.
“Fuck!” she hisses, narrowing her gaze on me.
“Immy, are you okay?” Evan inquires, his voice closer.
I jump out of bed, grabbing my jeans as I keep my focus on the door. Imogen races to her feet, pushing the door closed when the handle lowers. “Yeah, Dad, I’m fine. Don’t come in. I’m undressed,” she squeals.
“Shit. Sorry, love,” he calls back. “Are you sure everything is okay? Joshua said he heard noises coming from here in the early hours of the morning.”
“Yeah, I’m good. I left the television on,” she promises, closing her eyes. “Is there something else you needed?”
“Your mum wants to know if you’re joining us for breakfast.”
She gives me a quick glance, her emotions unreadable. “Yeah. Give me thirty minutes.”
“Alright. See you at home,” he tells her, but then doesn’t move away from the door. “Before I go, I just wanted to say, I admire you for how you handled the news yesterday. You’ve always been special to us, but yesterday, you showed us just how special you are. Your mum has lived with the knowledge of this secret for your entire life and has been scared you’ll reject her because of it. Thank you for taking care with her emotions. In return, we will take care of yours.”
She swipes at a tear that rolls down her cheek. “Always, Dad. Always.”
“See you in a bit. And bring your appetite. Your mum has been cooking since eight.”
She forces a laugh. “I will do.”
I hear his footsteps move away from the door. Once the front door clicks shut, I exhale.
Her round eyes meet mine, and I bow my head, unable to take the hurt shining back at me.
