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I get it. With deep clarity I also know that I want to be on the list of people she loves like this. “Can you trust me to help with that? His needs?”

She leans back, her gray eyes searching mine a moment before she nods her affirmation. I kiss her then, slow but deep, my tongue brushing against hers over and over as my fingertips trail up her spine.

“Gross,” Darius gags from the chair next to us.

I can’t help it, I laugh against Honeyeh’s lips. “You’ll understand very soon, young man,” I say as Honeyeh giggles too.

“I’m going inside to take a nap,” he grouses as he pushes up from his chair and starts for the house.

“He liked me just fine before he saw us kissing,” I say as I watch him enter the house.

Honeyeh’s fingers thread into my hair. “He likes you. He’s just not used to seeing me with anyone. I’m not even sure how much he remembers about my parents. This might be a first for him.”

That’s a topic that we’re definitely discussing at some point. But right now, I kiss her again, holding her tightly against my chest.

The Vegas sun beats down on us, so wrapping my arms around her, I stand, walking into the pool with her in my arms.

The water is cooler than the air, but not much and we sink in, her legs coming around my waist.

The gentle lapping of the water makes me want to fuck her slow. Which is good because my girl has got be sore.

But her body is pressed to mine, my hand sliding down to her ass to pull us even tighter together.

We both groan as I tug at the ties of her bikini to release the bottoms.

“What if someone sees,” she whispers between kisses.

I don’t give a shit, but I ease back. “No one else is here but sleeping beauty.” She laughs a little even as I work the fabric off her body.

Then I’m tugging down my shorts.

I slip into her, even as she gives a little hiss. “Does it hurt, baby?”

“A little,” she murmurs against my lips. “But I like being this connected to you.”

“Me too, sweetheart.” God, she feels so good. I want to take her top off, but I leave it on just in case, as I walk into deeper water, pressing her against the wall where our bottom halves are hidden from view from the house.

Then I lift her by the hips, her body bobbing on my cock.

It feels so fucking good, I grind my teeth, my eyes closing. “You’re going to let me take care of you, aren’t you, baby?”

“Yes,” she answers, kissing down my neck.

I don’t just mean right now. And even though I didn’t tell her, didn’t want to over promise, I know this is a forever offer.

I slide into her, my balls on fire. How can I want her this much? I keep the pace slow, though, relaxing into it as I lean back, looking down to watch my cock sinking into her. It’s exactly where I belong.

“Don’t worry, Honeyeh. I won’t let anyone hurt you or Darius.” I’m mindless now, words just falling from my lips without forethought or pretense. “Not even my family can stand between us.”

She stills, tightening her legs around my waist so I can’t pump into her. “Triston.”

I squeeze her ass cheeks together, increasing the friction and I’m rewarded when her head falls back. But she draws in an uneven breath. “Don’t hurt your family for me. They’re too important.”

“You don’t know what they ask of me. What they always fucking ask.” I didn’t mean to say the words, but they’re out now.

She stops, looking at me then. “I know. But what would you do if one of them was hurt or sick? Would it matter then? What they ask of you?”

I get what she’s saying. I do. She’s given almost all of herself for Darius. “They have to make room for the things that make me happy too.”