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“Do it,” she moans, looking at me over her shoulder.
There are still those nerves clinging to her, but they seem different.Sheseems different.
“Do it, Jamie.”
I roar as the seed explodes out of me, landing on her back, then her ass, sliding down her ass toward her hole. I groan, massaging my seed into her slit, making her shiver as I finger my seed into her virgin hole. She gasps, shifting with me.
“Fuck. Can you come again?”
“I… don’t… know…”
That’s ayes. I finger her hole from behind, moving fast. Each movement causes her ass to shake for me. I become hypnotized, almost rock-solid again by the time she bites down, the orgasm crashing into her. After, we both collapse onto the couch, half-naked, contented, and grinning.
“Did you mean all that?” she says.
I wrap my arm around her and kiss the top of her head. “Every word.”
“You saw me… and you just knew?”
“Yes.”
“That’s funny. The same sort of thing happened to me.”
“What do you mean?”
She curls up next to me, seeming comfortable with her naked lower half on display. I have to focus on her voice, her face, not her legs, or I’ll snap again.
“That documentary you did. I saw you on it. It was just after I turned eighteen. I watched because I wanted to see what he was like—whatyouwere like—the man who killed my dad. I expected to hate you, but I didn’t. I wanted you, Jamie. I’ve wanted you ever since.”
I kiss the top of her head and hold her tightly. “You’ve got me, and I’m not going anywhere.”
“Really?”
“Really,” I say firmly. “I never thought you’d feel the same. It’s madness. Hell, it’s borderline impossible, but it’s us. It’s what’s happening. I can’t fight it. I need you, Lucy.”
“Say it again,” she whispers, snuggling closer to me.
“I need you.”
“Again.”
“I. Need. You.”
“I need you too.”
She buries her face in my chest as if this is all so insane that she has to hide from it, at least partly. We stay like that for a long time, pretending none of our problems exist, holding each other.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
Lucy
I wake next to Jamie, reminding myself this is real. Things reallydidget steamy when I was reading his book. Hedidtell me he wants a family, a future, everything I want and need but shouldn’t.
Wedidspend the evening together, ate dinner, and now we’re lying in my bed. Together. I’m listening to him sleep, feeling his heart pound in his chest. If Aunt Lila were here, she’d kick him out of the house. She might kick me out, too, for acting like this, but it feels so right.
I look up at him. His head is sideways on the pillow, a smirk playing on his lips. Silver dust spreads across his jaw, and I wonder what he’d look like with a beard.
It’s easy to believe I turned delusional earlier, lost in the lust. All that pleasure, the feeling of belonging brought on by the orgasm, made me dream up ridiculous things. It made me wish this into being—that he would feel the same as me,wantthe same as me.
