The image of Rachel holding Sirena and Garrett’s new baby, McKenna, is something I won’t ever forget. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t imagined how she would look holding our baby in her arms, nursing it at her breast. It’s a dream that I hope will come true one day in the future.

Our cousin had been tired when we’d arrived, but her happiness was clear, especially the love that she has for her husband. Garrett certainly got lucky the day he got trapped in the elevator with Sirena. Ironically, it was the way her parents had met—same elevator even.

My heart swells with love as I lean against the kitchen counter and watch Rachel stirring the pasta over the burner. Her long hair is pulled into a band at the back of her head, showing off the delicate curve of her neck.

“I know you’re staring,” she comments, a smile on her lips.

“You’re in my apartment, where you belong, and I can’t stop staring.” I move closer and place my hands on her hips, dipping in and kissing her bare shoulder. “I love you being here with me.” I rest my chin on her shoulder, my arms slipping around her waist.

Rachel reaches up with a hand and holds it against the side of my face, sighing. She meets my gaze. “I’m happy Alexander, and I’m so in love with you, that I’m never going to leave.” She kisses my lips and lingers. “I’ve waited a long time to call you mine. Nothing and no one will ever change that.”

My breath catches at the look in her eyes and I try and remember where we are.

Then I think to hell with it.

Capturing her mouth, I bring her fully into my arms, and after I’ve quickly turned the burner off, I grab her bottom. She wraps around me, writhes against my body, driving me crazy.

Growling, I shove her back against the wall. Our tongues slide together, my mouth pressing hard against hers. Desperate.

My hand slips between us and I shove her shorts and panties down her legs, my fingers already searching between the folds of her wet sex.

She breaks from the kiss, panting, her gaze holding mine. “Inside me now, Alexander.” One hand reaches inside my sweats, wrapping around my erection while I shove them the rest of the way down.

They’re still around my ankles when I grab her wrists and hold them above her head with my left hand. I lean my forehead against hers, our eyes connecting, and use my right hand to guide my flesh between the swollen lips of her pussy.

Her breath catches when I thrust inside, my heart just about ready to pound out of my chest. I grab ahold of a thigh and move it higher up on my waist.

“I love you,” I tell her, and start hammering her to the wall.

She writhes and moans, her muscles quivering around my throbbing dick. Her hands land on my shoulders and her nails dig in. Her whole body arches and breaks out into climax, my own races forward, and then I’m pulsing in release.

I slowly glide in and out, prolonging our pleasure, while the little gasps of pleasure Rachel gives wind me up until seconds later, I’m rock hard again.

Her eyes widen. “Again?”

“God, I think my legs are about to collapse.”

She chuckles and I grin, sliding us to the floor. She wiggles in my lap and I moan, holding her down. “Don’t move,” I ground out. “We need to stop and get cleaned up.” It’s the last thing I want, but I don’t want my parents catching us like this. Olivia especially would tease me for the rest of my life.

“Hmm,” she mumbles, kissing me. “I really don’t want to move.” She slides me free and rises to her feet, and smirks. “That,” she glances at my pelvis, “needs taking care of.”

I hold my hand out and she tugs me to my feet, her hand going straight to my jutting erection.

I hiss. “We literally have minutes before my parents arrive.”

“I know.” She grins and drops to her knees. “And I know just the thing to have you coming within seconds.”

Her warm mouth wraps around me while my fingers break the hair tie and slide through the thick strands of her long hair. I arch closer, already feeling my release boiling in my balls, and then she sucks me completely into her mouth while pressing against my sac. I have no hope in hell of holding off.

Rachel sucks my release from me, swallowing, and holds me against her with pressure on my ass. Her nails dig into the flesh and I twitch and come one last time, cursing.

My legs no longer feel like they’re mine as I rest my back against the wall to stay upright. Rachel follows and slowly slides her mouth from around me.

“You taste good,” she whispers, leaning in once I’ve helped her up from the floor. “Very good.” She licks her lips.

I kick my sweats free of my ankles, and bending, collect them along with Rachel’s shorts and panties. I take her hand. “Let’s take a quick shower, then we’ll finish up dinner.”

“Is it safe, showering together?”

I give her a wicked grin. “I doubt it, but that’s what’s happening.”