“Fuck,baby. I missed you so much.”
She doesn’t say a word, just meets my gaze. But the absolute adoration beaming from her hooded eyes is the only response I need. I bring my lips back down to hers and move the hand resting on her throat to her cheek, cupping her face as I move within her, intention behind every stroke. It’s much slower than I’ve ever fucked, but I want her to feel every inch, and I relish the way her walls squeeze me. It’s deep, it’s raw, it’s absolute ecstasy. The way she whimpers my name between breaths, the tone in her voice alone is enough to let me know she’s enjoying this as much as I am. But her body tells me as well in the way it shakes beneath me. I can tell she’s close, and I want—no, I need her to fall apart.
Pushing myself up to my knees to hit an angle I know she loves, I look down in awe at the view below me. Fuck, she takes my breath away. Writhing beneath me, a sheen of sweat on her skin pebbled with chill bumps, her hair in disarray, her eyes barely open. And all because of me.Thisis my magnum opus.
“You’re beautiful, my love.” I lean down and kiss the space between her perfect tits. “Let go for me, Lucy.”
I grab her hips with one hand to pull her to me with each thrust while using the other to circle her clit. Her legs shake forcefully, and it’s difficult to keep a grip on her. I’ve fucked this woman enough to know she’s about to come and comehard.The thought of how good that’s going to feel around my cock has me too close to letting go without her.
“Come for me, baby. I need you to come for me right now.” I pinch her clit, giving her that little bit of pain she loves so much, and it does the trick. Her walls flutter around my dick, milking my release from me as I hold her steady through hers. I burymyself as deep as I can, my hips flush with hers as I fill her with my cum. Her eyes are closed as her pleasure washes over her, but I keep mine locked on her as my release comes and goes.
My attention is locked on her when she finally comes too. Running a hand up her body, I cup her cheek and brush back the hair stuck to her face. “I love you, Lucy.”
She takes my hand in hers and laces our fingers together. “I love you too, Sasha.”
Those three little words are my undoing. I’ve felt her love this whole time, but to hear it out loud is enough to rearrange everything I am. I can’t help myself from falling on top of her, giving her my full weight as I take her in my arms, squeezing her tight.
“Fuck, you have no idea how good it feels to hear you say those words. Does that mean you’ll stay? Please say yes. I promise, I swear, baby, I’ll take such good care of you.”
“Can’t…breathe.”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry.” Still buried inside her, I flip so that she’s lying on top of me. “Please, please say you’ll stay.”
She places a chaste kiss on the corner of my mouth before smiling down at me. “Yes, I’ll stay. But Sasha, there is one thing…”
“What is it? Anything you want is yours. Just name it, love.”
Lucy chews on the corner of her cheek for a moment too long, while a hundred scenarios run through my head. “I don’t mind staying in the cottage, but do you think we could maybe stop working for Blanche? I feel like it’s going to be weird now that we are all family…Wait, you don’t think she’ll be mad, do you?”
Sitting up, I wrap her in my arms, chuckling. “Sunshine, we are going to find us a proper house around here and get the hell off Blanche’s property, and we damn sure are going to stop the filming. But no, I don’t think she’s going to be upset. Something tells me she’s going to be thrilled.”
Chapter thirty-eight
“This is different, and you know it! Kat’s the most important person in your life, and I have to make a good impression. And now everyone knows I’m Jack’s sister, plus they allalsoknow so much about ourpersonallife…” I’ve tried to tell Sasha why I’m nervous to go to the family dinner at Henry’s house, but it’s hard when I don’treallyunderstand my nerves myself. He’s been reassuring me that I already know almost everyone, and we’ve all gotten along well. This just feels different now that I’m one of the family and no longer on the outside looking in. It feels more like I’m here permanently, so it matters more that I make a good impression.
“Sunshine, please look at me.” He takes my face in his hands, smushing my cheeks together and forcing me to look up at him. “I love you. Everyone loves you. We’re all family now, and today is the first dinner of many that we’ll have all together, okay? It doesn’t have to be perfect, but it will be.”
“But they all know—”
“I promise you I know way more about all of those fuckers’ sex lives than I would wish on my worst enemy, and it’ll be amiracle if you escape without your eardrums bleeding tonight from all their stories.” He smirks, running his thumbs along my eyebrows in a soothing motion. “But Kat is going to love you. And you’re wrong about one thing, baby.” His smile softens as he leans down to give me a whisper of a kiss. “Kat’s the second most important person in my life.”
This man.Before I can suggest we wait a few more minutes to leave, even if we’re late, he’s handing me a travel cup and smacking me on the ass in the direction of the door.
“They’re a bunch of freaks. And really, with Blanche as their matriarch, none of them ever stood a chance.”
I can’t help but laugh at the truth in his statement, and finally feel a little better about the evening. By the time we arrive at Henry and Kat’s house, a little earlier than the rest of the family, I feel even more at ease. Itmighthave something to do with whatever Sasha poured into my travel mug for the drive here, but regardless, I’m feeling relaxed and sociable.
“Lucy!” Katarina is the first out the front door, rushing to give me a hug, although it’s more of a tackle. I manage to keep us both upright and return her squeeze, feeling an onslaught of emotion knowing that, if I get my way, I’m hugging my future sister-in-law.
“It’s so nice to meet you,” I wheeze out as she finally lets me go and takes a step back next to her husband. Craning my neck up to look at Henry Sinclair, I can see the family resemblance to Ledger, although I think Henry’s taller…
“Ow!”
“Stop checking Henry out,” Sasha teases, rubbing my arm where he just pinched me out of my reverie.
“Welcome to our home, Ms. Sommers. We’re very happy to finally meet you, and that you’re safe.” Henry Sinclair reaches a giant hand out to shake mine, and I give him what I hope is a human-esque smile.
“Please call me Lucy. And thank you. Your home is lovely, and I was not checking you out!”Smooth, Lucy. Real smooth.
