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But this… this could be perfect. We can hook up, get it out of our systems, and by the time she leaves, maybe this weird tension between us will be gone for good.
Maybe we could actually be… friendly.
“I could get on board with that,” I say, nodding as the idea solidifies in my mind. “No strings, no expectations. Just fun.”
Something crosses Skyler’s expression. She almost looks… pained. It’s there and gone in a second. Most anyone else would’ve missed it. When she slaps on a smile, something twists in my stomach that I try to ignore. Skyler’s smile widens, and I tell myself we’re on the same page, finally, and this doesn’t have to be complicated. It can just be what it is.
“There’s one thing, though,” she adds, her tone turning more serious. “We should probably keep this between us. Grace doesn’t need to know.”
Oh, shit. Grace. Yeah, the last thing I want is to piss off my sister. She’d have my balls if she found out about this, especially after I gave her and Jensen such a hard time. This whole thing makes me such a hypocrite. If Grace found out, she’d never let me live it down.
“Agreed,” I say firmly. “No one needs to know.”
Skyler reaches out, her fingers brushing against mine, and I feel a strange sense of camaraderie between us. We’ve made a deal, and for the first time, I feel like we’re actually in control of this situation. We can have our fun, enjoy each other, and when it’s over, we’ll walk away with no hard feelings, no regrets.
“Good,” she says, letting out a breath she’s been holding. “Then let’s just enjoy this for what it is.”
I nod, feeling more relaxed than I have in days. This is going to be fine. Better than fine, actually. This is going to be exactly what I need.
As I lie back down, pulling her closer to me, I can’t help but think that this might actually work. By the time she leaves, I’ll have worked her out of my system, and things can go back to normal.
For now, I’m going to enjoy every minute of this, no pressure, no expectations. Just us, and whatever this is.
Grinning, I reach for her, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her back against me.
She lets out a surprised laugh. “Feeling a bit bold now, are we?”
“Well, now that I know you’re not going to rip my head off, we can have some more fun, yeah?”
“I suppose it is still night time,” she replies softly, the corners of her mouth twitching up into a grin.
Slipping my hand around the back of her head, I pull her in for a kiss. I take my time with this one, moving my lips against hers slowly, savoring her as she goes soft against me. Without breaking the kiss, I roll us over so that she’s underneath me. I run my hands up her sides. Her skin is so smooth and soft. Reaching her breasts, I gently squeeze them, marveling at how perfectly they fit in my palms.
I want to explore every inch of her. The last two times were fast and desperate and I didn’t have time to truly appreciate how beautiful she is and how sexy her body is. Her soft curves make my mouth water, and she’s so responsive and sensitive that even the lightest touch makes her shiver.
Flicking her nipples with my thumbs, I grin when she lets out a sharp gasp. “Carson,” she whimpers. “Please…”
“Please what?” My eyes are locked on hers as I wait for her to answer me.
Her teeth sink into her lip a moment before she finally says, “Please, fuck me.”
Grinning, I drop my mouth to her throat and press kisses down to her collarbone, then across the top of her breasts. Her breathing grows heavier as I continue down her body, dragging my tongue across her nipples. She moans and gasps and I love the sounds she makes as I shower her body with attention.
Continuing down her belly, I reach the apex of her thighs and push her legs apart. She throws her head back and cries out when I lick along her sensitive folds. Grinning, I blow onher before continuing to lick her pussy. When I wrap my lips around her clit and start to suck, she goes wild, thrashing against the pillow and she grabs the top of my head, holding me down against her.
When she cums, it’s intense and her thighs squeeze around my head, trapping me against her. She finally lets me go and I have to come up for air, but my chest is swelling with pride that I’ve been able to make her feel like this. My cock is hard and straining. I need relief.
Moving back up her body, I capture her lips in another kiss as I line up with her entrance.
“Hold on,” she says, stopping me. “Do we… Do we need a condom?”
I freeze and stare down at her. “Um, do we?”
She nibbles her bottom lip for a moment and then shrugs. “I mean, I’m on birth control and clean, and since we’re going to keep doing this… if you’re clean too, I’m good without one if you are.”
I try not to let it show just how psyched I am that I get to fuck her bare.
“I’m clean, too,” I nod, doing my best to sound nonchalant even though my cock is twitching and eager.