Page 24 of Gideon

I chuckled. “I was hoping you would invite me in there with you.”

“What?” I thought for sure he was teasing me. “You want to get in here with me?”

“More than anything.”

“Then get in here,” I said, closing my eyes.

I kept my eyes closed, and when his hand touched me, I opened my eyes and smiled. He pulled me close and started washing my body. I could stop the sounds coming from me; I have never had a craving like this for a man like I have for Gideon. I picked up the soap and started washing his body.

He turned me around, and his hand slipped down between my thighs. As he started kissing my neck, his hand pushed against my soft spot, and I moaned and leaned my head back against him as his fingers moved inside me.

He turned me around, and his lips locked onto mine. I have never been kissed to where I knew by the way his tongue entered my mouth he was ready to enter me. I was so ready for him; his fingers were driving me wild. I knew I was about to come, and the noise coming from me was completely out of my control.

“Oh, God, yes. Yes, that feels so good,” I whispered as I wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around him. His hands moved to my ass as he lifted me and slid his cock inside of me. I held my breath because he was huge; he moved in me, and that was all it took for me to orgasm.

“Hang on, Baby,” he said, pumping fast and hard. I was screaming for him never to stop when he covered my mouth as he kept going. I orgasmed again, and then he came deep inside me. I tightened my legs as my head rested on his shoulders.

He picked me up and carried me to the bed. I was delirious, with pure pleasure flowing through my body, when he raised my hips as his tongue licked me. “Oh, my God. Yes, I said as I raised my hips for his tongue to have more to lick. I knew I was about to orgasm; I didn’t want to do it while he was down there. I triedto tell him to raise and enter me, but the words would not come out. The only noise that passed my lips was moans of pure joy.

I shouted his name, or maybe it was a whisper. I could never tell you which one it was as he kept plunging his tongue into me.

He raised himself and pushed his hard cock into me before I orgasmed; he then went a little wild as I wrapped my legs around his waist and started moving fast, keeping up with him; then he shouted my name and pushed deep inside of me as he orgasmed.

I have never had so many orgasms as I had with Gideon. He was insatiable; he started moving again. “We will take our sweet time on this one, sweetheart. I want you to tell me what you want and how you want it,” he whispered.

That’s when we heard Haley. Gideon looked at me and moved; he moved so fast I didn’t see him move until I heard the bathroom door close. I grabbed my housecoat and put it on before I opened the door and saw Haley standing there.

“The bedroom door was locked,” she said, hugging me. Thank the Lord that Gideon had the sense to lock it.

“That’s because I was getting dressed. We don’t have to worry about Grandpa anymore, Uncle Raven told me he was gone for good,” Haley said.

“That’s right, we never have to worry about him again. We don’t know jet if Raven is your uncle,” I said, dressing as quickly as possible. I stood inside the closet to dress.

“Why is the bathroom locked? I have to pee,” Haley said.

“Use the one in the hall. I locked the door by mistake,” I said, walking out of our room and shutting the door. My body still buzzed from the aftermath of pleasure as I headed to the kitchen, where Raven was waiting, arms crossed. He raised an eyebrow at me, but I didn’t care.

“We got the DNA results,” he said, his voice steady. “You’re my sister, and Haley is my niece.”

I froze, sitting at the table as my mind raced—a brother. I had a brother. And maybe more siblings—Raven had mentioned before that he came from a big family. I tried to process this while pushing thoughts of Gideon and the things we’d done out of my head. Focus, Laney.

Finally, I looked up at Raven. Damn, my brother was handsome. “Just how many family members do I have?” I asked, wiping away a tear.

“Five other siblings besides us,” he said, “plus an aunt, your father, and our grandparents.”

“Do you have pictures?”

He pulled out his phone and handed it to me. “Here. You can skim through them if you want. The first two are our brothers, then our sisters, and that guy is our dad.”

I scrolled through the photos. “He looks just like you. How old is he?”

“He’s forty-nine.”

I blinked. “Forty-nine? How is he only forty-nine?”

Raven chuckled. “Our dad started young. He was sixteen when I was born.”

“Sixteen?” I gasped. “For Pete’s sake, how old was your mom?”

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