Those green gems come to me, swirling with lust as she shakes her head.
“Not tonight.”
Fuck. I should feel a hell of a lot more guilty for this but how can I when it’s so fucking hot? When it’s her and she’s so hot? When this thing between us is as effortless as breathing.
My hand trails down her body, moving to her clit as I begin rubbing her. She squirms in my lap as she reaches between us and grabs my balls, massaging them in a way that has me cursing.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come, Cassi.”
“Good,” she says. “Come thinking of me and only me. Come thinking about how good it feels to be buried in my cunt and how you never want to stop,” she says as her eyes roll into the back of her head and her mouth lets out a whiney moan.
I’m quick to cover it with my other hand as I feel my own orgasm take over me. Her pussy spasms and squeezes me as my cum floods her. My thrusting doesn’t slow as I fuck it deeper and deeper only pausing when I’m fully spent as I collapse on top of her.
We lay there for several seconds, breathless and drained before I slowly lean up to look down at her. Before I can ask her if she’s okay or anything she leans forward, pressing her lips to mine before she whispers against me.
“Let’s go to bed.”
Chapter Fifteen
Cassi
My eyes softly pull open at the sound of a vibration against my bedside table. A hand reaches over me, turning it off before running fingers through my hair gently. My gaze moves to look for the owner of the magical fingers, and for a moment I’m surprised. For one moment, I forgot about last night. Then, it all comes flooding back to me in an instant. The kissing, the touching the…shit, can we call that fucking? It felt so much more than that. The ruining, yeah, that’s more like it.
I told him that we should go to bed and he agreed, followed me up to my room and when I asked him where he was going he said, “with you,” like it was obvious. I can’t lie, that pulled a cheesy as fuck grin out of me.
So, I let him stay the night. We stripped off what little clothes we had left, crawled under the covers as he pulled me until I was on top of his chest before he scratched my head, effectively putting me to sleep. He must have set an alarm on his phone once I was out so that he could get up before everyone else. Smart, considering if my sister walked in on us like this, she’d likely burn the whole fucking house down.
“I better slip out of here before someone sees,” he says quietly.
I nod as I lean into his touch, savoring every last stroke of his fingers in case this is the last time I’ll ever feel them. Disappointment starts to eat at me at the thought of that and he’s quick to catch it, tugging my chin up the instant my eyes drop as he forces my gaze onto his.
“I don’t regret last night,” he says, his low voice practically rumbling against my chest as he speaks.
He rolls his lips together like he wants to hold back his words before he lets them go anyways.
“This…us…It’s complicated,” he says, pulling a dry sarcastic laugh out of me as I nod.
“But I can’t stay away from you, Cassi. I don’twantto.”
My heart practically does a backflip in my chest as the sound of a bedroom door opening down the hall startles us both. We look at each other with wide eyes before he leans down, cupping my face as he steals one more kiss before he’s slipping on his clothes and sneaking out of my bedroom.
I lay there, my head still spinning from his kiss alone, never mind his confession. What the hell am I supposed to do with all of that? I know what a good sister would do, a good person. They would not engage. They would tell them that it’s wrong and that they need to go sort their shit out. Leave me out of it. I know myself far too well to know that is not what I’m going to do, though.
After I manage to pull myself out of bed and take a shower, I comb through my wet hair before throwing it up into a bun for work. Looking down at my phone, I realize how early of an alarm Nico must have set. We were barely asleep for three hours before it went off. Who the hell was up this early, then?
I get my answer as soon as I step into the kitchen and find my mom humming to herself, making what smells like pancakes as Nico flips bacon. A soft smile plays at my lips. You can tell how much he likes my parents, and they like him. He fitsso well into our family. So effortlessly. If I was the one that brought him home, everything would be perfect. Unfortunately, that’s not even close to how all of us came to be under one roof.
Complicated is an understatement, this whole situation is messy as fuck.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” my mom greets me as she turns away from the stove, bringing a stack of pancakes to the dining room table.
Nico looks back, gracing me with by far the warmest smile I’ve ever seen him possess.
“Morning,” I say before my eyes pull back to my mom. “Anything I can help with?”
She shakes her head.
“Nico has been a love and practically taken care of everything. Can you believe he was up and at it even before me?”
