I let out a groan, my eyes rolling back in my head as she sucked me.
Fuck, she was good.
I tangled my fingers in her curls and guided her deep and slow, my heart fluttering as the heat built quickly. I’d been waiting for this moment forever, and I was desperate not to blow it too soon.
I wouldn’t make it, though, if she kept sucking me like that.
I let it go on for a few minutes before I pulled her off.
“Am I doing badly?” she asked, worry on her pretty face.
“Fuck no. You’re too good.” I kissed her. “You’re about to make a fool out of me.”
She laughed softly against my lips as I dragged her onto the bed. I kissed my way down her body. When I got to the junction between her legs, I looked at her.
She stared back at me with parted lips.
There was no way I’d stop now.
I dove in, flicking my tongue across her clit. She let out a moan that almost made me come, but I forced the pleasure away and ate her pussy. I didn’t even need to push my fingers into her because she was coming in my mouth only moments later.
And fuck, did she come so prettily.
“Oh wow,” I murmured, kissing her pussy. “That was fucking beautiful.”
Her body shook as she raked her fingers through my hair.
I looked back at Evan. “Brother. Join me.”
He hesitated for a moment before returning to us. We watched him fiddle with his shirt before he stopped.
“I-I have a lot of scars,” he muttered. “I-I’m nervous?—”
“I have always loved every inch of you.” Rosalie went to her knees and faced Evan. “Nothing will ever change that.” She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled his tie off.
His eyes caught mine, and I knew he was so nervous and worried he might actually have a panic attack. I got to my feet and turned off the light.
“Better?” I murmured.
“Thank you,” his voice wavered, the relief flooding through.
His belt jingled for a moment before the sound of his clothes hitting the floor met my ears.
And that was it.
He was on the bed, Rosalie lying between us as we both touched and kissed her.
So much love swelled within me.
I finally got the girl.
I got my forever.
ONE HUNDRED EIGHT
ROSALIE
Everything Evan did was so familiar. It was like coming home. The way he kissed me. Touched me. Made love to me. Tender. Sweet.