Chapter 24
Levi
I turn her over gently, hoping she’s fully relaxed from the massage. Her tits are calling to me with powder pink nipples glowing in the firelight. She looks up at me, lips parted, eyes wide -- not with fear, but with something that sets every nerve in me alight. Want … trust.
I’ve kept myself reined in, locking down every instinct to claim her, to let her know exactly how much she means to me. But now, with her beneath me, her hands sliding up my arms, nails grazing lightly, all that restraint burns away.
“Why don’t we continue this in my room? Ivy could wake up.”
“Yes.” She whispers it, but the word is decisive. “I want you, Levi. I’ve … wanted you.”
I kiss her slow, drinking her in. Her mouth opens to mine, soft and eager. I break the kiss and pull her up to a standing position, patting her lightly on her plump, curvy ass. “Let’s go beautiful. I’m going to make love to you. I want you, Hannah. Are you ready?”
Her smile is small, breathless, but her eyes shine. “Make me yours.”
I lead her upstairs to my room at the end of the hall. A room that could change into ours. She doesn’t know it yet, but I already see her here every day, every season. Her laughter in this house. Ivy’s footsteps on the porch. My family, if I’m lucky enough to keep them.
We stop on the way and peek inside Ivy’s room. She’s fast asleep.
As I close the door to my room and lock it, I know all the passion I’ve held back, every kiss, every touch carry the promise I can’t yet put into words: she and Ivy aren’t just guests under my roof. I want them to be mine and together, a family with a future.