He cums with a sexy groan that makes me cum all over again. Our bodies tremble and shake as we go over the edge together, our gazes locked on each other.
We lie there for a while, then I think of the way he moved inside me and I grow wet all over again.
“Round two?”
I grin lazily then soon, I’m moaning and screaming. The fact that I’m fucking my soon to be step-brother is the last thought on my mind as he goes down on me.
Later, much later, both our phones are vibrating, bursting the bubble. I’m resting my head over his heart when he shifts me to his side and reaches for his phone.
“We have to go,” he says, his voice thick.
I look up at him and see he was waiting for my eyes. I’m overwhelmed but his urgent need to kiss him. So, I do. I kiss him like he’s mine and for the fist time I wonder.
Is this what kisses do? Do they paralyze you to the spot and make you feel like you’re floating in bliss for a perfect little moment that tastes like a piece of our forever?
Or is it just him? Or is it that I’m in love with him?
“This changes everything, doesn’t it?” I question. He looks down at me silent, his gaze hooded.
“Yes.”
I should’ve known that perfect and forever don’t go together for us.
34
MIA
I can’t stop looking at him as we drive to the party. Occasionally he glances at me, neither one of us smiles because it’s not funny. After all those toe-curling orgasms he gave me, I still want him, the need is humming between us.
I bring my knees to my stomach, secured safely in my seatbelt, but the truth is, I don’t know if that will keep me away from him.
“You okay, Little Minx?” he murmurs silently as we drive, and I let out a small chuckle that quickly dies down when his intense gaze settles on me.
You know that look that says, I’ve seen you naked and made you come on my hand and dick? Yeah that’s the one he’s giving me right now.
Shifting in my seat, I tell him the truth, the lies and all the bullshit held back by something that tells me with him, I can’t be anything less than who I honestly am. Reckless and all.
“Nothing about me is okay,” I mutter. “Nothing about you is okay either.”
“That is unfortunately the truth,” he mutters, then faces where we’re going. “But that doesn’t mean you can’t be okay.”
“Yeah well, I don’t see myself being okay for quite a while.”
“No one’s asking you to rush to the conclusion of all this, Mia.” He says my name so softly, it rolls of his tongue like a caress. I shiver as I look at him with hunger in my eyes. Even now, I still want him.
“Sorry dude, but I want to get to the conclusion. I’m tired.”
He shakes his head instead. “If you rush to the conclusion, you won’t get the point of the entire thing. The pain becomes pointless, skewing your outlook on life.”
I pause for a moment, my jaw slack.
“What?”
“Drop some knowledge, why don’t you?” I say, impressed.
“You thought football boys don’t have anything in their heads other than sex and girls?” he scoffs. “I have you in my damn head and everything shitty thing that has happened in my life as valuable life lessons.”
God, every single day this guy surprises me. It’s like I’m discovering my own island. There’s danger sure, but the delights and pleasures though…
“If you keep looking at me like that, I pull over and fuck you on the hood of this car.”
Smiling, I look away as a shiver moves through me.
“Sue me if it’s a crime, Fitz.” I murmur, feeling light and carefree. A momentary feeling, I’m sure.
“You know, you could be sued for all the shit you’ve insulted people with,” he says with a smirk that melts another part of me.
“If they have the balls to go up against me, that would be impressive.”
“Mia,” he chides.
“I’m serious. I seriously want all of this to end.” I look away from him, a strangled gasp escaping my lips. “You have no idea what it’s like waking up in the middle of the night from a nightmare screaming at you that you were never wanted, only to realize the reality is much worse.”
He’s quiet for a while, the car going faster. He glances at me, then back to the