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Hard, deep, grinding thrusts, and I go back to circling her clit so I can enjoy her spasm on my cock. Makayla pushes Lacey’s head away with a loud cry and then kisses her.

She sits panting, watching us for a moment, then starts looking at me weirdly. I lift Lacey’s torso so Makayla can watch me go in and out of Lacey. Her face turns red, and she grabs a blanket from the foot of the bed and covers her body.

“Now what?” She asks through gritted teeth.

Lacey moans and grips my ass, digging her nails in, completely lost in her own passion for having heard the other woman in the room. I kid her neck and shrug.

“Go make us sandwiches for when we’re done. I don’t really care, but we’re going to be here a while.” Makayla’s mouth drops open, and then she climbs off the bed and stomps out of the room.

I give my undivided attention to Lacey then. No longer worried that her bitch of a girlfriend would get in the way. I lay us down on our sides and start making love to her like I was always meant to.

Without and hesitant and the purest intentions a man could ever have for his woman.

To create life.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

GLITCH

I’m aware at some point that Makayla is no longer in the room. I shouldn’t care less. I’ve never felt this much passion, and for once, I’m going to be the selfish one.

It might be my only chance.

All the times I was those boys in high school, it never felt like this.

I guess that’s the difference, though. They were boys just as inexperienced as I was. That’s not the case with Kooper. He’s one thousand percent all-man in every sense of the word. He knows how to please a woman with every caress, kiss, lick, bite, and trust of his hips.

Dear God, can he move. I’m lost to the rhythm he sets, and no matter if he’s going slow or fast, gentle or hard, he knows what I need to get me over the edge before I do. Not once have I had to tell him what I want or need, even if the words fall from my lips like prayers.

He just encourages me to cum over and over until I’m so exhausted and wrung out that I’m begging for him to finish. I’m starting to get sore, and I’m sure I’ll be walking funny like men like to tease tomorrow.

“One more Darlin’. Together,” He kisses my neck, and when I try to capture his lips with mine, he turns away.

“I can’t. Not while you taste like her.” He growls at me.

I nod, understanding that he wants to keep this moment for us only. Makayla is a problem for tomorrow. Tonight, God willing, we’re making a baby.

“Need you to feel mine Darlin’. I’m close,” He grunts, and his rhythm stumbles.

The thought alone of him cumming inside me sets off a chain ratio neither of us is prepared for. Kooper bites my shoulder and pulls my hips tight so my ass is flush with his pelvis as he arches his back, bringing as much of his cock inside me as he can.

“Lacey,” the way he whispers my name in my ear makes me feel like he’s saying something else.

Sounds really close to an I love you.

We both pant and clutch one and other in the after math. We gaze into each other’s eyes in wonder. It’s like I’m seeing him for the first time ever. I smile and rub his cheek.

“Hi,” he chuckles.

“Sugar, that was magical.” I nod, lost for words.

I try to move and he stops me.

“Not yet. Let me hold you.” He reached down and covered us in the blanket, and I lay feeling content for the first time in my adult life.

What does that say about my relationship with Makayla? At one point, I thought she was it for me, but I honestly haven’t felt that way in months. I’d be a fool not to explore this with Kooper.

With my eyes closed, the man’s arms around me, and his cock still throbbing inside me, I know exactly what I need to do in the morning.

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