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Her breathing speeds up and she’s so wet, her hips bucking against my hand in search of more.
I know she’s close, but so am I. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard in my entire life. My cock is throbbing in sync with my frantic heartbeat when I move the fabric of Zara’s panties to the side.
Warm, sleek heat surrounds me as I push myself inside of her.
“Fuck.” I grunt, hiding my face in the crook of her neck.
My body is already tense to snapping point, and I know I’m not going to last long.
Thank fuck Zara is just as close as I am and she meets me thrust for thrust the second I start moving inside her.
We fit together like we were made for each other and we reach the tipping point at the same time.
I plunge into Zara as deep as our sideways position will allow, and then still. Hot, searing pleasure travels down my shaft. I empty myself into her, holding her close and stroking her clit as she trembles with her own release.
The thought hits me that soon I won’t be able to hold her like this, at least not in this house. I have to thank Lev for offering his place whenever I need time alone with Zara once our parents come home. At least until I get the room I was promised in the Gamma house.
When Lev and Ares told me about their idea to tell our families and friends that Zara and Lev were dating, I wasn’t on board. But now I see the obvious advantages. And if Dad thinks that Zara has a boyfriend, he isn’t going to watch us as closely.
It isn’t a long-term solution, but it works for now.
If it were up to me, I would stay inside Zara’s warm body forever. Fuck knows, I’m still hard for her. But eventually, I withdraw from her, turning her around in my arms.
I love the way her head feels on my chest, her body tucked into my side.
I love her.
The word is on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow it back down. It’s too soon to tell her how I feel. The truth is that I’m also afraid to open my heart to her until I know for sure that she won’t choose Lev or Ares over me.
“Hey, sleepy head.” I brush a lock of dark hair away from her forehead. “I know you’re tired and it’s late, but I’m super sweaty. I’m gonna jump in the shower. Care to join me?”
She yawns, tightening her arms around me. “But it’s so comfortable here.”
“I know, but I stink. You can sleep if you want, and I’ll be right back. Or you can let me wash your back.”
“You drive a hard bargain,” she chuckles. “I like the idea of your hands on me, but I don’t even know if I can make it out of bed.”
“Oh, come on,” I tease her. “Are you that tired?”
Zara props herself up on one elbow, sliding a gentle finger down my stomach. “It’s not that. It’s just that my knees feel like JellO. You fucked me so good I can’t walk.”
Maybe I should feel sorry, but what can I say? I’m not sorry at all. If anything, I feel very proud of myself.
“Not to worry.” I say, sliding out of bed and scooping Zara in my arms. “Transportation is included in the service.”
“Ooh, I like this service a lot. Five stars.”
I can’t resist the urge to tease her. “Really? Just like that? You’re very easy to please. And to think that I offer a happy ending to very special customers.”
“Am I a special customer?” she smirks, going along with my goofiness.
“The most special.” I reassure her, walking into her en-suite bathroom and placing her back onto her feet as I start the water.
I follow Zara into the luxury shower.
“I want the happy ending then,” she smiles. “I can’t rate the service unless I try all the perks.”
“It sounds more than fair.” I pour some shower gel on my palm and begin lathering her shoulders.
