“Wow, another Hart. Never would have thought it. You know this isn’t a bad thing. Let your hair down, see where things go, and honestly, get laid. It’s been, what, two years since you were with someone? It’s time for you to live your life, and if you fall in love along the way, that’s okay, too.” I listen, knowing she’s right. The same thoughts were in mine, too.

“You’re right. I think I’m going to be bold, not that I didn’t step out of my comfort zone already this morning, but holy shit, Montana. If you could have seen Decker, and yes, I know you’re with my brother, the end-all be-all, but your mouth would have hit the floor, too.” She makes a humming noise.

“Well, I think you need to go into detail, but maybe not too much.” I laugh. She knows Asa would lose his mind if I told her about my sex escapades. For the next fifteen minutes, I tell my best friend, my soul sister, what happened this morning, how much I’m really hoping to take things further, and the advice she gives me is, “Take a leap of faith. If you get hurt, we’ll be here to help you through it, but what if you don’t and you have what your parents have, what Tanner and Marlie, Keller and Alana, and your brother and I have? It’s worth it, Leena. Now, I love you, have fun, call or text me if you need to, but I don’t think you will.”

“You’re right. Love you, Montana.” We hang up the phone. My nerves are calmer than they were before, and I know that when tomorrow comes, I’m going to let whatever happens, happen.

CHAPTER TWELVE

decker

“Hey,” I answer the door. After we parted ways, figuring it was for the day, nothing really set in stone, imagine my surprise when I was sitting by the pool in a pair of black shorts, a glass of whiskey with a splash of Coke in my hand when there was a knock on the door.

“Hi, so uh, I’m sure this is unexpected, but yeah…” I barely have time to set my glass on the table before Leena launches herself into my arms, legs wrapping around me, hands cupping my cheeks, her mouth on mine, and I’m slamming the door.

She’s wrapped in my arms, her skirt not hindering the process of me grasping her ass, kneading the cheeks, since apparently, she’s not wearing underwear or is in a thong, and I’m hitting nothing but pure fucking skin.

“Fuck, baby, are you sure?” We break our kiss, both of us breathless. Leena nods her head, but there’s no damn way I’ll not hear the words straight from her lips. “Words, Leena, need to hear you say them. I don’t want you being caught in the heat of the moment and us become a regret tomorrow in the light of day.”

“Decker, yes, as if coming back over here, jumping into your arms, and kissing you silly wasn’t enough of an answer. Maybe this will.” She wiggles out of my arms. I had already walked us through the house, and we’re stopped in the kitchen, where I let her down.

“I’d say that’s a yes, without a doubt.” She strips out of her clothes, top and skirt thrown off her body, leaving her in a bra that does amazing things to her natural chest, pushing them up to their very limits yet not spilling over, and her panties… Yeah, she’s not wearing those. Once she’s naked, all that smooth tan, sun-kissed skin, tits unbound, bare pussy that I can see glistening, I’m licking my lips and pounce, walking her back until she bumps against the kitchen counter.

“Decker.” One of Leena’s hands moves to my chest, not to push me away, and not to dig her fingers into my skin either. Nope, this wild cat of mine slides her hand down my stomach, the tips of her fingers helping her out as she makes her way inside until I feel soft velvet fingers wrapping around my length.

“Son of a bitch. Baby, you keep pulling on my cock like that, you won’t be getting off, and this time, I wanna feel that around my length, watch as my baby comes, then takes me along with her on a ride I know is about to be wild.” I grasp her hips, lifting her up until her ass meets the cold granite countertop. A hiss leaves her, a groan comes from myself, not thinking about the fact when I picked her up, I’d be losing the feel of my woman’s hand wrapped around my cock.

“Hurry.” Her legs are already spread, wetness coating the inside of her thighs. My teeth meet my bottom lip, attempting to hold myself together before sliding inside of her bareback. Fuck, that’s what I want, not a damn thing between us, skin on skin, feeling all that wetness soaking my cock.


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