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Trey follows me into the bathroom, locking the door behind us with aclick, and drops our bag onto the tiled floor. My towel drops too, and in seconds, he strides forward and slams his mouth to mine, both of us groaning as we kiss.
“I’ve been fucking dying to touch you all day,” he growls against me, his hand tugging on the wet ties of my bikini until the wet fabric flops to the floor, leaving me completely exposed. “Fucking edible, sweet girl, that’s what you are. That swimsuit…” he trails off with a rough groan, nipping at my bottom lip, his hand cupping my breast, squeezing possessively.
“Trey…” I moan, trying to keep quiet as he pinches my nipple, sending shocks of pleasure through me.
“Can you keep quiet for me, sweet girl?”
I nod despite not being entirely sure I can. I’m absolutely willing to try, though.
As soon as he has my answer, he lifts me, sitting me at the edge of the counter near the sink. I part my thighs on instinct, biting my lip as he shucks off his wet shorts, his cock hard and ready for me.
Both of us are worked up from the teasing whispers and touches in the pool, and I have to muffle my moan by burying my face in his neck. Trey holds my hips and drags me onto his cock.
He fucks me hard and fast, his hands gripping my hips the only thing stopping me from sliding all over the damn counter. Pleasure sweeps through me, and I shake with the effort of staying quiet.
“You’re doing so well for me, sweet girl,” Trey groans against my ear. “Taking my cock so perfectly. You were made for this.”
His dirty mouth is going to be the death of me, but I’ll die happy. My nails dig into his shoulders as heat blooms low in my stomach, my orgasm closing in rapidly. I don’t know if I can stay quiet through this. It’s already so hard.
“Let me feel this pretty pussy come all over my cock,” he demands, and my bliss spikes higher.
I can’t help the noise that escapes me as my orgasm barrels into me. It only grows hotter when Trey presses one hand over my mouth to muffle my moans. He thrusts into me a few more times, extending my pleasure before finding his own. I shudderas I feel him fill me, loving the look of bliss on his face. Knowing I can make him lose his mind the way he makes me lose mine has me feeling warm all over, the happiness lighting me up.
We clean up quickly, and I manage to wrangle my tangled, damp, chlorinated hair into a bun before heading back outside. I focus on acting as normal as possible, not at all like I just got railed in the bathroom. Nobody says anything, but I’m sure the blush on my cheeks gives me away.
There’s a barbeque going now as well as the firepit, and I settle on Trey’s lap as we toast marshmallows and eat burgers, conversation flowing until hours have passed in a beautiful haze of happiness. I feel so content, like everything in my life has been leading up to this.
I’ve finally found where I’m supposed to be—in Trey’s arms.
10
TREY
My clothes are hanging beside Talia’s in the wardrobe, our suitcases tucked beneath the bed side by side. Her clothes from last night are strewn over the floor, mine folded and stacked on the chair in the corner.
Neither of us is wearing clothes—I tear her off hers the second I get the chance every day—and she’s cuddled up on my chest, breathing softly and even.
I haven’t slept on the sofa since she gave me her virginity. Fuck, even the thought that she’s mine in every single way, that no other man will ever get her like this, wakes my cock up again. Talia has quickly established herself as my everything, including my stepsister. But fuck that, aside from teasing her with that little forbidden aspect in bed, it doesn’t change anything. Hell, I didn’t even know I had a stepsister until three weeks ago.
And now? Well, I’m never letting her go.
I’m due to return home back to base in less than a week, and I’ll be damned if I’m leaving Talia behind. It would be like rippingout my heart and leaving it here. Impossible, unthinkable. She’s mine.
She’s coming with me. I haven’t broached that conversation with her yet. Every time the topic of me leaving comes up, she shuts it down, changing the subject, and I pretend I haven’t noticed.
But we can’t avoid it forever.
Talia stirs on my chest, yawning wide, her eyes fluttering open. She smiles sleepily up at me, and no matter how much time I spend staring at her, her beauty never fails to stop me in my tracks.
“Morning, cupcake.”
“I love waking up with you.” She sits up a little to kiss me and sighs happily as I dip my head to kiss her neck, loving the way she arches into my touch.
“You’ll wake up like this every day for the rest of your life if I have any say in it,” I say against her warm, soft skin, brushing her hair out of her face.
“Mmm,” she hums happily. “Yes, please.”
I’m about to answer her when a muffled noise from downstairs makes us both go still.
