The rain kept getting heavier through the night.
By midnight, water hamred steadily against the windows of Haley's room while the rest of the house stayed quiet beneath the storm.
Luke had finally gone to sleep after trying to make ran with a coffee machine.
Phil and Claire's bedroom light turned off nearly an hour ago.
And Alex hadn't co downstairs again after disappearing into her room earlier.
Haley lay stretched against Gael beneath the blankets, one hand resting lazily across his stomach while soft thunder rolled outside.
She'd been quieter than usual tonight.
Not upset.
Just clingier in small ways:
holding onto him longer,
pulling him closer whenever he shifted,
kissing him between conversations like she needed reassurance without wanting to ask for it directly.
Gael noticed all of it.
Especially now.
"You're thinking too much again," she murmured sleepily against his chest.
"That accusation has beco repetitive."
"Because it keeps being true."
Her fingers slid slowly beneath the edge of his shirt before removing it while she tilted her head up toward him.
"You were good with Alex tonight."
Gael looked down at her carefully.
"She had a rough night."
Haley nodded once against him.
"I know."
The answer ca easy.
Certain.
Because despite all the teasing and sibling chaos, Haley understood Alex better than most people ever would.
"She gets weird when she feels pressured," Haley continued quietly. "And she never admits it unless she really trusts sobody."
The room settled softer around them afterward.
Rain against glass.
Warm skin beneath blankets.
Haley curled tightly against him.
Then she smiled faintly against his chest.
"She likes you a lot."
Simple sentence.
But hearing it from Haley directly changed the feeling of it sohow.
Gael brushed one hand slowly through her hair before unclasping her bra.
For a second she just watched him quietly.
Then:
"Co here."
Like he'd been anywhere else.
Gael kissed her slowly at first.
Warm.
Unhurried.
Haley reciprocated him imdiately, one hand sliding up into his hair while the other tightened lightly against his side.
Haley kissed him deeper first.
Like she wanted all of his attention back on her completely.
Gael understood imdiately.
His hand slid beneath, fingertips tracing warm skin while she shivered softly against him.
"That's not fair," she whispered against his mouth.
"You started this."
"I regret nothing."
She pulled him down into another kiss before he could answer, body pressing fully against his in a cowboy position. She positioned herself above his rock-hard mber before sitting down slowly, inserting it as she felt a jolt of ecstasy.
Every reaction with Haley felt honest.
"Ugh! Ugh! UNNGH!!! Oh, gawd ... oh, gawd..." she moaned as she kept riding him
That was still his favorite thing about her.
Nothing hidden.
Nothing restrained.
If she wanted him, he knew instantly.
And right now she wanted all of him.
Gael rolled them gently until Haley ended up beneath him against the mattress, brunette hair spread across the pillow while rain and thunder filled the silence between kisses.
"Gael ... please ... please ... Oh, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!"
Her breathing already sounded uneven.
"I think I just ca."
"You did," He grinned.
The sight of her looking up at him like that still hit harder than expected every single ti.
Haley smiled faintly at whatever she saw in his expression. Then
"No, Gael! Not yet! I can't take it! Please! Lem breathe! Not yet!" she pleaded
Her head stayed tilted to the side as she was breathing rapidly, shallowly. You could almost hear a moan in her voice with each breath while his cock sawed in and out of her limp body. She drooled a bit for the first few minutes, but after that she sucked in her breath and her head turned upright, her mouth opening up as she began panting, as if she was out cold. But he kept conquering her inside like it belonged to him before unloading everything from his balls inside her.
Haley's head ca up so that she could sleepily look into his eyes. Her irises were tight, her lips pulled back in a small smile.
"There you are," she whispered.
"What does that an?"
"That look you get."
Then she kissed him again before he could ask further.
Slowly at first.
Then deeper.
Needier.
Her legs wrapped around his waist while his hands moved along her body with growing familiarity, learning every reaction more instinctively now.
The storm outside blurred into background noise after that.
Everything narrowed down to:
her mouth against his,
her nails dragging lightly across his back,
The soft sounds she tried unsuccessfully to hide whenever he moved to her desire.
"You're doing it again," she breathed unevenly.
"Doing what?"
"Acting calm while completely ruining my life."
Gael laughed softly against her skin while Haley shivered beneath him again.
"You're dramatic."
"You made this way," she said as she lay on the bed, body sweaty, mixed with his cum, bed sheets drenched with both their fluids.
But he kissed her harder anyway.
And soti later, with rain still pouring outside and Haley tangled tightly against him beneath the blankets—
she fell asleep with her fingers still curled loosely against his chest like she hadn't wanted to let go completely even in her sleep.
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