Page 138 of Delicate Storm

She cries out and my balls tighten, the sound of her moans sending a spark through me as my release hits.

“Oh God,” Paige gasps and her body spasms, her orgasm hitting as my cock jerks inside her.

I grunt as my arms shake, slowing my movements until her body stops convulsing, dropping to the bed beside her.

We’re both silent for a beat until Paige lifts to her elbow and runs a finger down my cheek, her gaze soft. “You were quiet,” she whispers as her breathing slows.

“I was taking it all in.”Processing my feelings.

“I like you telling me what to do…but I also loved that.”

“Me too. I’ll take both.”

Paige giggles before tucking herself into my arms and laying her head on my chest. “We’ll have to do it again sometime.”

I smile but don’t respond, not that I have to. With the way I feel about her and her about me, I think this might just become a regular thing for us. And God am I happy she’s with me.

“Thank you for today, Paige. For everything.”

“You don’t need to keep thanking me, but you’re welcome. Though, I am about to say something that might piss you off.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. I think you should talk to Macy.”

“I—”

“Withoutyelling at her. Have a proper conversation. You said you think she might be doing things to spite you. Be nice and maybe she’ll stop.”

“Goddammit.” Paige giggles because she knows she’s right. “It’s not a bad idea.”

“Of course it’s not.” She smiles triumphantly. “It’s a good one.”

“Fine, but if I’m talking to Macy, then I want you to do something for me.”

“Oh-kay?” she tentatively agrees.

“Stay out of your dad’s plans with Austin. Let them handle it. And before you say anything, I know you’re more than capable, but I can’t protect you and—”

“Okay.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. I’ll let them handle it.”

“Thank you.”

“I don’t want to make your life harder, East. At least not on purpose.” Her voice is soft, and maybe a little saddened, so I twist in bed until I can see her.

“Paige, I—”

She laughs, cutting into my panic. “I get it. I do. You’ve got a lot going on and while we have to keep this thing to ourselves, I know you care. Thank you.”

“You really are going to be the death of me.”

“I hope so. But let’s make it a billion years from now.”

I open my mouth to respond when Paige sits up and shuffles to the edge of the bed. “I’m going to go.” She stands nextand searches for her clothes, her eyes flashing to the door. “I shouldn’t be here when Isaac wakes up.”

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