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“I’m fading.” Mav stands, collecting all the papers and crumpling them up, stuffing them in the brown bag. “We’ve got games all week, but I’ll get something together for dinner.”

“I’ve been dreaming about your sweet potato soufflé,” Gina says, standing and following him to the stairs.

“You’ll have to wait for that one. Mav continues to his bedroom, calling a goodnight before shutting the door.

Gigi pauses before trotting up the stairs. “Be sure to start the dishwasher before you come up, Hads. Night, Gav!”

Haddy nods, giving her cousin a wave. We both stand as if frozen until we hear Gina’s door close upstairs. In one fluid movement, I catch Haddy’s hand in mine. She’s right behind me as I lead her through the kitchen to the small room where a large washer and dryer are situated.

She’s just through the door when I shut it, turning her and pushing her back against it as I cup her face in my hands again, sealing my lips to hers.

“Gav,” she whispers between kisses, threading her fingers inside my blazer and pushing it off my shoulders. “We shouldn’t be doing this. It’s too risky.”

“They’ll never know.” I shrug the garment to the floor then my hands are on her waist again, moving beneath her shirt, higher to flick the clasp on her bra.

Her breasts spill out into my hands, and I lift them, squeezing and sliding my thumbs back and forth over her tight nipples.

She moans into my mouth. Our tongues slide, and her hands are on my cheeks. I’m ravenous for her. My cock presses against my pants, straining for release. I’m about to undo my fly when she pulls away, looking down.

I groan as she unbuttons my pants, lowering the zipper, and sliding her palm up and down my erection. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

She licks her lips, lowering to her knees, and I think I might pass out when she pulls my dick into her warm mouth, sliding her soft tongue along the length of my shaft before curling it and flickering under the tip.

One hand braces the top of the door, and my otherthreads in her soft brown hair. She holds her tongue against the tip of my cock, sucking it like a popsicle as she pumps my shaft with her hand.

Orgasm races through my pelvis, and I groan as she takes me to the edge so fast.

“Get up here before I come down your throat.” I reach down, lifting her off her knees. “I’m not going to ask how you got so fucking good at that.”

“Gay porn,” she gasps, her lips swollen. “I figure they have the best technique, since they have the equipment.”

“I love your scientific mind.” I’m quickly shoving my pants down as she removes her leggings. “Let me taste that pussy.”

I lift her in one easy move, sitting her on the washer and wrapping my arms around her thighs. With a gentle lift, I adjust her so I can bury my face in her sweet center. She’s already so wet as I trace my tongue all over her clit.

“Oh shit… Gavin,” she gasps, her fingers threading and pulling my hair. “I’m right there. I’m going to…”

She doesn’t finish the sentence when her thighs break into shudders at my ears. She moans, and I kiss her right on the clit. Then I kiss the inside of her thigh, her belly, before straightening to line up at her entrance.

“Ready for me, Princess?”

“Fuck, yes.” she gasps, reaching for my neck.

I almost come hearing that word from her guarded lips, and I’m literally on the edge when I start to enter her slippery core. I plan to take it slow, give her a chance to adjust, but once my tip is inside, she grabs my hips, pulling me closer.

“Fuck me, Gav.” It’s a desperate groan, and I’ll be damned if I make her ask twice.

Holding her around the waist, I brace one hand on theappliance and thrust in hard and fast. Her moans are loud, and I reach up to cover her mouth.

Only, it doesn’t help for my own noises. She’s hot and wet and eager, and my groans are guttural and feral.

“Fuck, Haddy, you feel so good… I’m gonna come.”

“Come,” she hisses, leaning forward to pull my ear between her teeth.

That sharp little bite of pain sends me over the edge, and I hear the washing machine squeaking on the floor as I thrust faster.

Two more, and I hold, moaning deeply as my cock pulses again and again. I’m flying through space, swept away in a surge of orgasm. Her insides spasm and pull, and I moan words of satisfaction. I don’t know how, but being with her in this cramped room is even better than the night we spent in my big bed.