Page 51 of Forgiven


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Her incoherence went straight to my dick...and my heart, ’cause fuck if I didn’tknow exactly how she felt. There’d been other women, but never like this. No one had ever tapped into every facet of me.

No one had ever tried.

Release rushed up on me. I grasped Mia’s thigh and her shoulder and thrust up into her, chasing something I hadn’t been ready for until this moment.

It hit me, and my world narrowed to the white-hot shocks of pleasure roaring through my veins.I jerked, and my body seized, and beyond my own ecstasy, I was drowning in her high-pitched gasps and shuddery moans...her sweat melding with mine as she dropped to my chest, and her trembling thighs as she clutched me between her legs.

Mia slumped on me, panting. I held her tight and snagged the duvet with my foot, dragging it up the bed enough to keep her warm when the heat finally faded.My heart pounded and spots danced in front of my eyes. I was wrecked but somehow felt free. “Mia.”

She raised her head and gazed at me, opening her beautiful mouth to speak, just as Gus burst through her bedroom door.

“Whoa. What the actual fuck?”

Gus was in the kitchen when I went downstairs, glowering at the kettle like it had killed his dog.

I faced the music and slippedinto the space beside him. “Sorry, man.”

“What for? Boning my sister, or lying about it?”

“I never lied.”

He sighed. “No, I guess you didn’t. But you could’ve told me. You think I want to see your dick before breakfast?”

“You didn’t see my dick.” I reached around him and flicked the kettle on. “But for what it’s worth, I am sorry. This wasn’t supposed to happen.”

He finallylooked at me, his face unreadable. “What wasn’t? Being with her, or me finding out?”

“Neither. I meant fucking around in your house. I was drunk last night. I wouldn’t have come back here otherwise.”

“But you still would’ve hooked up with her?”

“I didn’thook upwith her, you fucking goon. You think I could ever see her that way?”

Gus’s expression softened. “I guess not... Shit,I’m not used to defending her honour. This is weird.”

And then some. Gus had backed out of Mia’s bedroom so fast I wasn’t entirely convinced he’d seen me, but creeping out the back door felt all wrong. Gus was my friend...my best friend, when I let him be. It wasn’t his fault I was in love with his sister. “I should probably go.”

“Where’s Mia?”

“Shower.”

“She knows you’re leaving?”

“Of course. You think I’d run out—” The words died on my lips and I shook my head. “Look, I don’t know what is going down between us, but I won’t hurt her again, I promise. Whatever this is, I’m in it for as long as she lets me, okay?”

Gus opened the cupboard next to my head. Stared at the contents and shut it again. “Do you mean that?”

“Of course. I’m a flaky arsehole, but I don’tlie. You know that.”

“You’re not flaky. Just fucked up.”

“Thanks.”

Gus shrugged. “It’s true, and I don’t blame you for that, but I need you to help me take care of her, even when she doesn’t want us to. Don’t let her push you away.”

“I can’t force her to love me.”

“I don’t think that’s ever been the issue, but I’m not even talking about that, I’m talking about everything else.We’ve got to look out for her, okay? Just promise me you’ve got my back on this.”