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“Don’t say that.” I shook my head. Ignoring the light sheen of sweat that had formed on my upper lip and hairline.
“What? Why? If I hadn’t—” I cut her off automatically.
“Shh…” I pressed my lips against hers. “If you had, that little perfect, sweet cupcake you’re baking up wouldn’t be here.” I touched her flat belly. “He or she’s here, and they’re meant to be. Just like us.”
“I love you.” The words tumbled out of her mouth so easily and freely it made my eyes sting.
It was the sweetest, most beautiful thing I’d ever heard.
“I’ve always loved you, August West.” Her hands touched my face with the most tender caress.
“Fuck.” I pulled in a deep breath before kissing her.
This time, there was no gentleness or a lick of softness. A primal need to mark her, to claim her and bond her to me, took over, and fuck, there was no stopping me. She deserved a gentleness I couldn’t seem to grasp. “Do you have any idea how much I want you?”
She squeezed my dick, and I growled. Carefully, I set her down, but my girl never let go of my cock. “From what I feel, I think so,” she sassed. I fucking loved it.
“Let go, baby.”
“Why?” She pouted. I gave her a look. She finally let go, and I stepped back.
I felt her eyes on my body as I kicked off my shoes and pants. Everything inside of me felt hotter, my skin tighter, and my dick ached in the best of ways. I started to unbutton my shirt, and she was done waiting. Sandy’s hands reached for me, and together, we undid the buttons, almost in a blurry hurry.
The moment I was naked in front of her, I dropped to my knees, ready to worship at my favorite altar.
Sandy
My knees wobbled, and my body trembled at the sight of Auggie in front of me. I wasn’t a virgin, but that didn’t mean Cal and I had explored all that much. We’d actually only had sex twice. Both times missionary and in the dark. All without anything that resembled foreplay.
Nothing like what Auggie and I had done tonight. I’d never felt the amazing things I’d just experienced with my best friend.
Not even close.
My eyes fluttered shut, and my mind quieted at the feel of Auggie’s mouth pressing against my knees. First my left then my right. He sprinkled kisses like a beautiful misty day. His barely-there touch had my body yearning for so much more.
“You like my hands on you, don’t you, angel?” I made a sound between a moan and purr, and his dark chuckles sounded in the air. He cursed, and it vibrated against the inside of my thighs. My eyes popped open and dropped down to where he was.
“Auggie.” my voice sounded shaky in my ears. Our gazes locked, and I watched as he lifted the ruffled skirt of my dress.
“This dress is pretty,” he rasped. His lips touched just an inch above my knee, and I had to press my thighs together.
I ached.
Wetness pooled at the apex between my legs.
I felt empty.
I needed him.
I wasn’t sure what I needed exactly, but the way he was looking at me, I trusted he would take care of me. Then it hit me. I realized he’d been doing that since we’d met. He’d always taken care of me just like I knew he always would.
He didn’t blink as he lifted the skirt of my dress. His eyes didn’t move from mine. “Auggie.” My voice cracked, and my body shook. This felt so different than anything I had ever experienced before.
This was new.
This was so much more.
But it made sense because it was August West on his knees in front of me, touching my legs, that had been the very thing every dirty thought and beautiful dream was made of.
