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He rolled his eyes. “Just go, son.”
I turned around and jogged the short distance to Aggie. When she saw me, she threw her arms around my neck and plastered her body to mine. I held her tight and lowered my voice so only she would hear me. “Let me congratulate you on your win, champ.”
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she met my gaze. With her lip caught between her teeth, she nodded and took my hand.
I saw Kyrin and Donnie getting into the pool and Zander standing close by. I could at least trust that my twin brother wouldn’t be killed while I was stealing away with our woman.
Slipping on the grass as I led her away from the house and towards the driveway, Aggie held onto my hand with both of hers, her breath coming out in warm puffs against my arm. “Where are we going?”
I glanced behind us to make sure no one was looking and then quietly opened the back door of Zander’s truck. Unfortunately for him, he’d left it out and unlocked. I slapped Aggie’s ass playfully as she climbed in and hurried in behind her, shutting the door just as silently behind me.
“You’re going to get us caught.” Even as she said the words, Aggie pulled me down on top of her and pulled my mouth to hers. Kissing me hurriedly, she reached her hand down and cupped me through my jeans. “You’re wearing too many clothes, Knight.”
I pushed her shirt and bra up enough suck her nipples until she whined and lifted her hips. I quietly thanked her family for grabbing the good oil from the kitchen to wrestle in. It mixed with Aggie’s natural taste and the way it made her body slide against mine was fucking perfect. Moving back to her mouth, I growled as she jerked open the button of my pants and forced her hand inside so she could wrap her hand around my painfully hard dick. “Pull me out, baby. I need to be in you right now.”
She fought my pants low enough to pull me free and then stroked my length once before stretching her shorts and panties to the side. Her grip on my dick was firm as she rubbed me against her clit and then held me at her opening. “Fuck me, Knight.”
The space was awkward, I was cramped and the rub of her shorts on the side of my dick was rough, but I’d never needed to fuck her more. I drove us both crazy with short, quick strokes, strokes that didn’t rock the truck. It was good, but I needed more. I needed to fuck her deep, make her cry out.
“Up and over the console, baby. Now.” I pulled out and helped her stretch her upper body over the console, into the front of the truck. Jerking her shorts and panties down to her thighs pinned her legs together and when I forced my dick inside her, it was with that added tightness that made us both moan. “Jesus, your body never stops. So goddamn sexy. Seeing you rolling around in that pool made me hard as steel, baby. I was standing next to your father with a fucking hard on. You did that to me.”
She gasped and pushed her ass back against my thrusts. “You can’t say that! Oh, God, Knight!”
I reached forward and gripped her shoulders so I could fuck her harder. “I can’t say that you’re a bad girl for making me hard while I was talking to your father? I couldn’t think of anything but slamming my cock into your sweet pussy and I had to pretend to be a boy scout so he didn’t murder me.”
She grabbed onto Zander’s steering wheel and arched her hips, letting me hit deeper. “Knight! Oh, Knight! I’m close!”
I gripped her back of her neck and slammed my dick into her harder and faster. It was rough and the sounds filling the truck were filthy. I slapped her perfect ass once, twice, and then growled as her walls clamped down on me. She screamed into her arm and came hard as I filled her with my come.
We both slumped where we were, breathing heavily and leaving a mess in Zander’s truck. I pressed a kiss to my handprint on Aggie’s ass and gently pulled her panties and shorts back up. She pushed herself backwards and dropped into the backseat with a giggle. Her tits were out, her shorts were already stained with our mixed come leaking out of her, and she looked like she’d just been thoroughly fucked.
“Zander’s going to be mad.” She giggled again and then gently helped me tuck my length away. “I hope Kyrin’s okay.”
I pulled her into my chest and kicked my feet up on the console. We were both sticky and the truck was hot, but I didn’t want to move. “I’m sure he’s fine. I didn’t feel him die or anything.”
She lightly slapped my arm and curled her thigh over mine. “Knight?”
I kissed the top of her head. “Yeah?”
“I’ve never been happier than tonight.” She yawned and tucked her head under my chin. “I hope Gracie had as much fun with the kids. My Aunt Lauren said Gracie was the belle of the ball earlier. They’re having a sleepover in the movie room tonight.”
My heart thumped harder and I closed my eyes against the feelings that threatened to show themselves. “You checked in on her?”
Aggie wrapped her arm around my waist, fully wrapped around me. “Of course. I love her and want to make sure she’s happy. I know my family can be a lot.”
“You love her?”
“How could I not?” She nuzzled her face into my chest and yawned again. “I’m just going to take a little nap. Don’t tell the cousins.”
I held her tighter and stared at the way her long legs draped over mine so naturally while I waited for my heart to slow down. It took much longer than it should've that night. My mind raced with thoughts of the sweet woman on top of me, of the way she loved Gracie, of the way she let go and had fun with her family. She was special and it terrified me that the ties that held her to us weren't stronger, or more permanent.
33
***Aggie***
Barelyaweekafterthe party with my family, another party was happening, but it wasn't one I wanted to be at. It wasn't one I'd been prepared for and I was so far out of my league that I was sweating harder than I could ever remember. I was having a hard time processing how two drastically different groups of people could exist in the same space, separated only by a few days. The people standing around the pool outside made my family look like a WWE crowd, after a few rounds of free drinks.
I paced by the front door, waiting on help to arrive after the SOS I'd sent out. It'd never been clearer that I wasn't a nanny for a rich family. I had no business standing around while a woman wearing a twenty-thousand dollar purse asked me for sparkling water from a French brand I couldn't even pronounce. When I finally heard a car roar to a stop outside, I let out a shaky breath. Help had arrived.
