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  My dad was such a romantic. There wasn’t a day that passed where I didn’t hear him tell my mom he loved her or that she was beautiful. Even Shea is a charming and over-the-top guy. He is completely caught up in Aunt Elli, and I think watching the two of them, I’ve learned a lot. But is it enough to ruin Sofia for the rest of the male gender?

  Why the fuck did I say that to her?

  I’m such an arrogant idiot.

  “Oh my God! I can hear y’all sucking face.”

  I pull back as Sofia grins over at me, her face deepening with color. As she hides her face in my neck, I press my chin to her head. “Sorry.”

  “Ugh, whatever,” Amelia groans, getting out of bed. She’s as dramatic as usual. “I’m leaving.”

  I turn to look at her. Bless her, but she is not an elegant sleeper. She sleeps hard, and she wakes up looking like it. Her hair is a rat’s nest, and her PJs are wrinkled to shit. Her face is red with sleep, and I’m pretty sure I see a drool trail from her mouth to her jaw. While I want to laugh at her, I do feel bad for waking her. “I’m sorry. Do you want me to leave?”

  She glares, but I don’t pay her any attention, not when Sofia steals all of it. Her grip on me tightens, and I swear I hear her whisper “no.” I didn’t expect it, and it leaves me feeling as if I’m still flying high. Amelia is pulling her bedding off the bed when I glance back to her. “Really, I’ll go.”

  She shakes her head. “No, I refuse to be a cockblocker. Lord knows, Sofia needs to get laid.”

  “Hey!”

  She shrugs her shoulders. “There is protection in the nightstand.”

  “Ew,” I say as the door slams shut, and I’m met with Sofia’s giggles. “I wouldn’t use her protection. I have my own.”

  Sofia snorts. “She’s been sort of bitchy all day. The last couple days, actually.”

  I meet her gaze, wanting to forget my sister altogether. I run my fingers along her jaw, cupping her face. “Really?”

  “Yeah, it’s weird. Like when I said you’d bring Moon tomorrow, she wasn’t even excited. She just said ‘Whatever’ and left it at that, which is odd.”

  “It is,” I agree.

  “Then she’s been on the phone with Drew a lot, but she hasn’t really told me anything, not that I would tell you anyway.”

  My eyes narrow. “You wouldn’t?”

  “No, she’s my best friend.”

  “But you’re talking about her now.”

  “It’s superficial, and I told her she was being a bitch. She threw a pillow at me and told me I don’t know her life. Dramatic, as always.”

  I scoff. “Sounds about right.”

  “But something is off. I’ll keep an eye on it.”

  “And not tell me a thing?” I ask, and she nods.

  “Exactly.”

  Oh, Sofia drives me crazy. Capturing her mouth with mine, I run my tongue along her lips, deepening the kiss. Her lips feel so innocent, so pure, and I guess that’s true. She has a heart that’s never been broken, and I’ll never in my life do that to her. When this ends—and like all college romances, it will—we’ll end on good terms. I don’t think I’ll ever be the same, though. Maybe she’ll come back to me. After she lives a little, sows her oats.

  Okay, time to stop thinking about that.

  When she moves her leg up, hooking it on my hip, there is no controlling my cock. I’m hard as a rock. Hell, my whole body is taut, and my breathing is ragged. I kiss down her jaw, licking and kissing her sweet-smelling skin. A soft purr leaves her plump lips. She squeezes my hip with her leg, bringing me in closer, and it sends my whole body into fits. I’m going to die. I feel it, but I don’t care as long as it’s her doing. She runs her nails down my arms as I press my hands into the small of her back, scooting her closer just as I reach her chest. Dipping my tongue into the valley between her breasts, I’m about to lose it. But out of nowhere, she freezes up on me.

  I pull back, gasping for breath as I let out a chuckle. “I’m going to die.”

  When I open my eyes, she’s smiling, but it’s forced. All her teeth are showing, and her eyes are so wide, I see the whites of her eyes. “I’m really sorry,” she murmurs.

  I’m grinning. She’s so sweet. “It’s okay.”

  “No, wait,” she says, and then she tilts her hips. God help me, my cock is going to explode. Her eyes widen more if that’s possible before she whispers, “Is that your dick?”

  “Yeah,” I somehow get out, and her mouth slams shut. She blinks, and I smile to keep from crying, but then we’re both laughing. It’s silly, and some may call us stupid, but she is amazing. Wrapping my arms around her neck, I pull her in closer, kissing her top lip. “Did it scare you?”

  “Shut it. It surprised me is all.”

  I press my nose to hers, staring into her dancing eyes. “You have seen a cock, right?”

  Her lips curve and she snorts. “No.”

  “Seriously?” I ask, and she shakes her head, her nose moving against mine.

  “No. I mean, I’ve seen pictures, but never in real life.”

  I swallow. “Has anyone touched your pussy before?”

  She gives me a disgruntled look. “Can we use nicer names please?”

  I raise a brow at her. “So you want me to use peepee and coocoo?”

  Her head falls back as her laughter fills the room. Soon I join in with her, because honestly, I can’t handle her. Her laughter is music to my ears. Her body is a wonderland that has never opened for anyone but me. Her heart is unscathed and pure. I want it all.

  Capturing her mouth, I swallow her laughs as I kiss her. The tip of her tongue is moving with mine, and I need more before I lose my ever-loving mind.

  When she pulls back, she eyes me despite my protest. “No, but cock and pussy are so dirty.”

  “Well, sometimes sex is dirty.”

  Her eyes darken. “Do you like it dirty?”

  I take in a deep breath at the sound of that sweet mouth saying that. Her low voice and those eyes of pure innocence have my cock throbbing and begging to be released. Fuck, I want the layers of clothes between us gone, and I want to bury myself deep inside her. But I am a gentleman, or at least, I’m trying really hard to be.

  No one truly knows how hard that is with Sofia’s leg hooked over my hip, her warm pussy tantalizing my impatient cock, and her eyes burning into mine.

  The myth of blue balls killing a guy comes to mind, and I’m curious if maybe they were onto something.

  When she starts laughing, I close my eyes. With my voice low and dangerous, I bite out, “You don’t even know what you’re doing to me.”

  Her laughter dies out. “What?”

  “Everything you do is sexy, Sofia. You drive me wild,” I say roughly, my breathing out of control. Reaching for her hand, I bring it between us, kissing her palm.

  “I don’t mean to.”

  “You do,” I inform her, and her eyes widen. “You love it.”

  Her lips part. So beautiful. I kiss her palm once more, my eyes pleading with hers to trust me before I move her hand between us. When she realizes what I’m doing, she hesitates for a second, but I urge her on. “It won’t hurt you.”

  “That’s up for debate,” she says quickly, and I smile.

  “I won’t let anything hurt you.”

  Her eyes glaze over as she takes in a deep breath. I press her hand to my cock, wanting her to feel every single inch of me. “Explore me.”

  She swallows hard, her eyes never leaving mine as my hand comes to her hip. Yet, she doesn’t move; she keeps her gaze on mine. “Do you want to touch me?”

  I stutter, “God, yes.”

  “Oh.”

  “But you go first.”

  “Or we can go together.”

  I swallow so loudly that her lips tilt, our gazes staying locked. My hand shakes as I move it down her rib cage to cup her breast in my hand. She doesn’t have much, and it isn’t squishy like most girls. Hers are thick and heavy, mouthwatering. Her breath