“Ugh, don’t remind me.” I kissed her on the nose once, pulling the hat on her head.

By the time we stepped out into the cool night air a minute later, the cloud that constantly seemed to hang over my head had nearly evaporated. The warmth radiating from the house behind me was something I hadn’t felt in a long time.

Maybe not ever.

“The moon is bright tonight,” Devlynn commented, her gaze tipped to the navy sky.

I grinned, pulling her into my arms and thumbing her cheeks. “You are bright tonight and every night.” I placed a kiss on her lips under the starry night. “You’re like the sun and moon in my life—you shine brightness and warmth without even realizing it.”

“You’re awfully romantic tonight,” Devlynn teased before succumbing to my kiss, her body swaying against me.

“I can’t wait to get you home and bend you over the kitchen island for dessert.” My cock throbbed with the visual of her ass in the air, soaking for me.

“There’s the filthy man I love.”

She shrieked when I swung her into my arms and carried her off down the sidewalk, hell-bent on getting back to her place as fast as my feet could carry us.

I could already hear Devlynn’s screams of pleasure in my ears.

Chapter 22

Devlynn

“I've been thinking about this pussy so much I swear I can taste it on my tongue,” Elis mumbled against my lips as we crashed into my apartment.

It wasn’t the first time he’d carried me across the threshold of my apartment, and I hoped it was far from the last. Being with him, our future…it’d been on my mind a lot lately.

I hadn’t known what to expect from dinner at his mom’s house tonight, but it’d been so warm and welcoming. They’d made me feel a part of their family—even Elis’s sister was good-natured and funny. I could see myself spending more time with all of them.

“Love the way this pussy quivers against my fingers,” Elis hummed as his fingertips danced across the seam of my pants.

I groaned, arching into him as he kicked the door closed, one hand already unbuttoning his pants as he strode me into the kitchen. He plopped my ass on the counter, our lips connecting as the unzipped teeth of his zipper dug into the cotton covering my pussy.

Everything inside me ached for him. Waves of pleasure were already sparkling to life inside me with his lips and hands on my skin.

“When I first moved here, it was so cold and modern, I hated it,” I confessed between kisses. “But when you’re here, everything feels like home.”

His grin cocked to the side, his kiss pausing as he trailed a hand up to tweak my nipple. “Is that your way of saying you like having me around?”