“Oh my God!”she cried, clenching around me.“More!Faster!”
I pulled her toward me with each thrust, pumping harder and faster.“You’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she breathed.“I’m yours.I’m yours!”
Resting my forehead onto hers, I thrust all the way into her pussy and stilled as her cunt tightened around me.A low grunt left my mouth, and she clenched even harder, milking every last drop of cum out of my balls.
“God, I fucking love you,” I murmured, placing my lips back onto hers.
CHAPTERFIFTY-SIX
ASTRID
“You want me to come in?”Frasier asked, leaning his forearm against the front door and wiggling his eyebrows at me.Moonlight bounced off his face, illuminating his skin.“We can make more babies.”
“More?!”I giggled quietly.“I don’t think so.”
His gaze dropped down to my lips as I laughed, and my cheeks warmed.I didn’t know why I was suddenly so … embarrassed around him.Ever since we had pulled on all our clothes, I had been more self-conscious than ever.
Maybe it was because I’d never felt like this about anyone before.And when I say that I felt this way, I meant about … more than just Frasier.Sure, Frasier was the first guy that I’d admitted it to, but the other guys in The Crew …
Especially Calix …
I quickly pushed him out of my mind because I didn’t want to think about him and Mira.Then I wrapped my arms around Frasier’s waist and pecked him on the lips.“I’ll see you tomorrow at school.”
“I’ll pick you up,” he said.
“No,” I responded too quickly.“I mean, no, that’s fine.I’ll meet you at school.”
After arching a brow, he returned the kiss and headed back to his car.
Whew, that was a close one.I didn’t think he knew yet about my mornings with Cairo, and I didn’t want to have that taken away.
Was it wrong to be with all these guys at once?Yes.One hundred percent.
But they seemed—dare I say—fine with it.At least, most times.
Before Frasier sped off, I slipped into the house and dropped my keys on the side table.All the lights were off, which meant that Dad and my stepmom were fast asleep.Shadows stretched across the stairs.
I kept my footsteps light, attempting to get to my room before anyone could ask any?—
“Where the hell have you been?”someone said behind me.
I leaped up, my heart nearly exploding out of my chest, and twirled around to see Arch standing in the living room, in the dark, near the front window, as if he had been waiting for me to come home.
My stomach twisted, and I took a step backward.“None of your business.”
He pushed himself off the wall and stalked closer.“It’s late.”
Another step back.“Mmhmm.”
“What were you doing with Frasier?”
I craned my head up to keep eye contact as he approached.“What, are you jealous?”
“No.”
“Sure sounds like it.”
