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Bringing her up before we kissed was necessary. I had to throw out the one thing that stood between us and let her make the final decision. It was her sister. She had the most to lose if Delilah felt betrayed by our actions.
“I can’t seem to care about her right now. I guess I should. But I don’t.”
“I don’t have any feelings for her.” I didn’t feel shame or regret.
“That’s good.” The expression on her face was pensive, like she wouldn’t be surprised if I changed my mind later.
I had a strong sense of right and wrong and rules and responsibilities, but dating Delilah seemed so long ago. I was a different person back then. I was young and hadn’t experienced life or dealt with any bad things.
She rolled onto her back, and I sat up on my elbow so I could look down at her. Brushing hair off her shoulder, I kissed her. “Do you want me to go?”
“I don’t know. I think I’m waiting for you to freak out, get dressed, and say this was all a huge mistake.”
I searched my body for any feelings, and all I could find was satisfaction. “I feel good with you.”
She smiled. It was natural and beautiful. It was all Remi, without the worries about her sister or what others would think.
“Here, we’re just Remi and Colton. Nobody else penetrates.” Maybe I was putting things off for another day, and maybe it was stupid, but I wanted to live in the moment with her.
“I like that.”
I kissed her hard, then pulled back when her stomach rumbled. “We skipped dinner.”
Her eyes widened like she remembered something. “I have a frozen pizza.”
“Let’s make it.” It was too late to order from anywhere. Most restaurants were closed, and I didn’t want to leave or get dressed.
Grabbing my briefs from the floor, I pulled them on. Stepping into the bathroom, I washed my hands, then splashed cold water over my face, drying it with a towel. Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt different.
I looked a little younger, not as serious. Remi was good for me. I just hoped I was the same for her.
In the kitchen, Remi, wearing my T-shirt, put the pizza into the oven. Her nipples were visible through the material of the shirt.
“No bra?”
She shook her head.
I moved closer, my hand trailing up her thigh. “Panties?”
She tipped her head to the side, and her expression said Come and find out.
“How much time for the pizza?” I asked.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her hair was a mess of waves around her face, but she’d never looked more beautiful. “Twenty minutes.”
“I hope you started a timer.” Once I got started, I wouldn’t stop until she was screaming my name.
She never answered because I pulled her shirt up, exposing her pussy and squeezing her ass. “You’re so beautiful.”
She was crazy hot. And all mine, at least, for tonight. I wanted to be inside her in the worst way, but I wanted to take things slow. As slow as you can get when she’d already sucked my cock and rode my face.
I separated her folds, gathering her wetness and circling her clit. “You’re wet.”
“I never stopped.”
When my fingers dipped inside, she gripped my biceps, going up on tiptoes. I kissed her, swallowing her moans. I thrust my fingers inside her, mimicking what I’d do with my cock, sliding my tongue between her lips.
With my free hand, I tugged her shirt up, ripping our lips apart to pull it off and over her head. Then our lips met again as if we couldn’t bear to be apart, even for the few seconds it took to get her naked.
