Chapter 68
CHAPTER
SIXTY-EIGHT
“I’m not convinced this hammock is going to hold us if you—Oh—” Adhira’s head falls back, fingers grasping for purchase on the edges of the hammock. “Never mind. If it breaks, it breaks.”
A satisfied grin tilts my lips as I gaze down at her, my bare arse soaking in the sun’s morning rays as it crests above the horizon. I apply a bit more pressure to her clit, just the way I now know she likes it.
“And what will we do if it breaks?”
“Well, it would certainly be a new meaning for getting my back broken, but assuming my spine is still intact, you can take me right here.” She smiles lazily as I slow my movements, adding a finger inside her.
My mouth waters at the way her body responds, back arching, that wicked little mouth forming an o of delight.
I grab an ice cube from the glass at my feet, swirling it over her breasts and sucking the cool liquid off as her back arches.
Dragging it down her abdomen before pressing it to her clit, I watch as her eyes widen in surprise.
I dip my chin and replace the ice with my mouth, taking the sting away and setting the cube back in the glass.
I push two fingers inside her and settle my thumb over her clit, applying firm pressure with a lazy back-and-forth motion.
“Is that so? Does my dirty girl not mind getting mussed up for all of Embershire to see?”
“Technically, it would only be the few flats across from us, but if you keep doing that thing with your thumb, I’m not sure I’d care. You could take me on the ground right now if this thing doesn’t hold us up.” I remove my thumb, chuckling when she lets out a huff of frustration.
“We only have two hours to get the flat cleaned up, Elijah. Stop toying with me.”
My dick twitches at the command, always ready to comply with her demands. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’m taking advantage. It’s unusual for me to be the one in charge.” I bend forward, capturing her nipple in my mouth, sucking on the bud as she groans, pressing herself more firmly into my hand.
“That’s alright, I’ll have you on your knees whimpering soon enough,” she says, cinnamon-brown eyes swirling with mischief as she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. “Now, Elijah, ask for what you want.”
I shake my head with a smirk. Even in this position, her body pressed beneath mine—where to anyone else it would look like I hold all the control—she’s always the one in charge, and gosh, do I bloody love that.
“God,” I moan out as she rocks into my hand. “I'm so fucking pathetic for you. All I want is to be buried inside your sweet pussy. Please.”
Her lips twitch with a knowing smile that goes straight to my cock, precum leaking from the tip. “That’s more like it.” She tilts her head, her hot gaze raking over my flesh as she considers me. “Go ahead, princess. Fill me up.”
I groan at the thought, loving the way she knows I need her explicit permission before doing anything. Slipping my finger out of her, I stroke myself, looking between us to where I’m lining myself up with her, swiping my head through her pussy lips.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I whimper, pressing the tip in so slowly it feels like a punishment.
“And it’s all for you,” she whispers. My perfect woman.
There’s a sharp intake of breath as I push myself deeper, my balls tightening, sweat coating my skin with the restraint it takes not to bury myself inside her, the frigid weather doing nothing to quell the heat radiating off our bodies.
She fists my hair, tugging me tighter to her chest.
“Give me all of you,” she begs, and I snap, my hips thrusting forward to seat myself completely inside her.
Her pussy walls clamp around me, my eyes rolling back as a whimper passes from my lips.
“You already have all of me,” I finally manage, shifting forward to wrap my arms around her, cradling her to my chest. The hammock groans beneath our weight, chains clanging against the metal stand, mimicking the sound of my rhythmic thrusts.
“Fast—faster,” she murmurs, pressing her forehead to mine.
“D-do you need m-more?” I ask, desperate to give her absolutely everything.
“Yes!” she cries out—whether in answer or ecstasy, I’m not sure, but I’ll gladly take it. I press a firm palm to her lower abdomen, heat licking up my spine as she keens against me, watching my rigid length slide in and out of her dripping cunt.
“You’re so perfect, baby. Like you were made for me.” I pick up my pace, her legs tightening around my hips, our bodies trembling with the impending release.
“I—yes, made for you,” she moans out. “Fuck, I’m gonna c—” Her words are cut off as she shatters around me, her pussy pulsing and sending the most intoxicating pleasure rippling through me.
My movements become more erratic, vision fuzzy, breaths ragged as I fill her up, collapsing onto her with my release.
I hold her until our breaths even out, our sweat-slick bodies cooling, leaving her shivering beneath me. And we can’t have that.
“Let’s get you inside and cleaned up, sweet girl,” I whisper against her temple, pressing a kiss there.
“You’re going to have to carry me,” she says in a raspy whisper that ends in a light chuckle. “I think you broke me.”
Hoisting us up, I cradle her against my chest, walking shamelessly from the balcony through the living room and depositing her onto the bench in my shower, where I spend the next half hour on my knees for her in every way she wants me.
“I still can’t believe it’s taken this long to finally meet them in person,” Adhira says, slipping off the rubber gloves she wears when cleaning the kitchen. She rests her hip against the counter, crossing her arms.
“I can’t either, but with the girls in school, you in school, Mum transitioning to a full-time position, and the start of the rugby season, our lives have been just a little hectic,” I tease, approaching her with arms open wide.
She steps into them without hesitation, nuzzling against my chest, her ear pressed to my heart.
“And you’re sure taking them to Rodney and Tina’s shop isn’t going to be a complete disaster?”
“Oh, it absolutely will be, but we’ll have fun anyway,” I say, chuckling into her hair, the scent of warm honey enveloping me.
Our gazes flick to the door at the sound of stomping feet coming down the hall. I unlock it and open the door wide before they can knock. The girls waste no time, rushing into the flat with wide eyes in search of Adhira.
“Dhira!” they shriek, tackling her in a hug from either side.
Mum finally appears, a wide smile lighting her face, blonde hair piled high in a slicked-back bun, green eyes shimmering with an iridescent dusting of eyeshadow over her lids.
“Well, don’t you look stunning, Mum?” I wind my arms around her waist, squeezing her close.
“You look rather dapper yourself, sweet boy.” She gives me a tight squeeze, pulling away just enough to palm my cheek. “You look happy. Well rested too,” she says, patting my cheek again.
I just manage to release her in time for the girls to bulldoze into me. I crouch down for my hugs, my cheeks aching from the joy zipping through me.
Ellie’s hair is plaited back, a crisp middle part separating the braids, and the ends are tied off in matching lilac bows, her clothes clean, and her smile wide. Lyla’s hair is brushed back in a high ponytail, her two front teeth missing.
My throat tightens with emotion as I take them in, seeing for the first time in what feels like my entire life that Mum doesn’t need me anymore. That rather than being their pseudo-parent, I can finally just be me. Their brother.
“Let’s go, Lijah! Dhira says we’re going to make plants!” Ellie screams, despite my face being mere inches from hers.
“Pots for plants. But close enough,” I say with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to their cheeks.
I stand, reaching out a hand for each of them, but they’ve already run to Adhira, content to leave me for my better half.
“Come on, love,” Mum says, tipping her head towards the door. “They’ve chosen their favourite. It’s time that we live with that,” she says, shoulders shaking with quiet laughter.
After two hours of playing with clay, scraping it off surfaces I’m sure Tina never thought possible, and leaving with nothing but one mug for them to fire for Adhira, we spend the rest of the day walking around town, drinking hot chocolate and taking the girls ice-skating.
Mum has officially fallen in love with Adhira, and I think Adhira has adopted my sisters as hers, meeting their boisterous personalities with her own.
It’s a lethal combination, and one I’m content to know for the rest of our lives.
And now that I know we have a future to look forward to, I intend to make every day as full and beautiful as today.
The end.