Crazy Stupid Love (Crazy Love #1)(32)

Gripping it tightly against my face, I let out another deep moan when he rears back and thrusts inside of me again. He goes so deep I swear I can feel him everywhere. His fingers tighten around my hips as he works up a steady rhythm, pumping in and out of me so forcefully that I can feel the mattress sliding against the frame beneath me.

“You better be ready for me, baby.” He groans behind me, his movements becoming less controlled with each moment that passes. “Fuck you feel so good.”

The slow build that has been working its way back in with each thrust suddenly boils to the surface, the sound of him behind me making it impossible to hold it in any longer. I bunch the blanket tightly in my fingers and scream into the fabric, my entire body going rigid as my second orgasm waves over me with so much intensity I can barely control the quiver running through my body.

“Fuuuuck.” I hear Decklan groan behind me as he lets go of his release as well, slamming into me so frantically I know his must be just as intense.

Several long moments pass before he finally slows to a stop and pulls out, pulling me up into his arms. Dropping his face into the crook of my neck, he kisses my flesh, his arms wrapping tightly around my torso.

“What are you doing to me?” He breathes into my hair.

“I could ask you the same question,” I get out weakly, turning in his embrace.

“We should go.” He lays a gentle kiss to my lips. “Gavin hates when I leave him alone with his family for too long.” He laughs lightly.

“Or we could stay.” I take a step backward towards the bed, pulling him along with me.

“You’re insatiable.” He grins, taking another step with me.

“I mean, we can just leave then.” I tease, sliding onto the mattress, putting my entire body on display for him.

“Maybe we have a little more time.” He gives me a wicked smile, his eyes holding so much promise. I can already feel my body tightening from the anticipation of what I know is to come.





Chapter Twelve


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Decklan

“You’re late.” Gavin opens the door and hits me a stern look. A look that completely disappears when he realizes I’m not alone.

“Well hello, Kimber.” He gives her a wide smile, opening the door further to allow us both to pass through.

“Is that Decklan?” I hear Rosie, Gavin’s mom, before her petite frame pops around the corner, hitting me with a wide smile. “There he is.” She crosses the space towards me, wrapping her arms around my waist.

“How’s it going, Rosie?” I ask when she finally releases me and steps back to give me the once over.

“Oh you know, trying to keep all these hooligans under control.” She sighs, pushing her auburn hair away from her face. “Who’s this?” She turns wide eyes on Kimber when she finally registers her semi-hiding behind me.

“Rosie, this is Kimber. Kimber, this is Rosie, Gavin’s mom.”

“Oh dear, I’m practically mother to all the strays in this neighborhood.” She hits me a playful wink before turning her attention back to Kimber.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Rosie.” Kimber steps forward to take Rosie’s extended hand. “I hope I’m not imposing.”

“Good heavens, girl, of course not; the more the merrier. That’s how we operate around here, isn’t that right boys?” She flashes her gaze between me and Gavin. “Besides, it will be nice to have another lady here tonight. Save me from all the testosterone floating around.”

Kimber and Rosie laugh in unison, and I can visibly see Kimber relax next to me. She never said it on the way over but I got the impression she was very nervous about coming here tonight. I knew she’d be fine as soon as she met Rosie.

Everyone loves Rosie. She was like a second mother to all of Gavin’s friends growing up, including me. Had she not let me stay here my senior year of high school, it’s likely I would never have graduated and who knows where I would be now. I am one hundred percent aware that I owe her more than I will ever be able to repay her.

“Well come on you lot, dinner is almost ready,” she says before turning her attention to Kimber once more. “You can come with me, let these boys do what boys do.” She laughs.

Kimber gives me a small smile and then follows Rosie down the hall towards the kitchen, disappearing from view within seconds.

“What the f*ck?” Gavin turns to me the moment we’re alone.

“What?”

“You brought her here?” He takes a hard look at my face, clearly trying to place what the hell is going on with me.

“It’s just dinner. Besides, I thought it might be nice to have something appealing to look at instead of your ugly ass.” I bump my shoulder roughly into his as I head into the living room to my right, tossing my jacket down on the back of the couch.

“Ha. Ha.” He crosses his arms in front of his chest, leaning into the wide arc doorway. “You must really like this girl,” he observes, his smile spreading.

“Don’t do that,” I warn.

“Do what?” He fakes innocence.

“Don’t make this something it’s not. It’s not a big deal.” I collapse down onto the couch.

“Uh huh.” Gavin’s smile seems permanently attached to his f*cking face, and for some reason, it kind of pisses me off. “I don’t know why you’re so hell bent on putting on a show, Deck. We may not be blood, but we are brothers. You don’t have to front where I’m concerned.”