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Her eyes flare. “I haven’t had a chance to experience that yet. I want you to walk around naked too.”

I’m about to smile, but she sinks down on my cock even farther.

“Do you know what would be sad?” I admit.

Her gaze roams my face before focusing back on my eyes. “You not passing your thick wavy hair down to another generation?”

I shake my head. “Not creating a kid with a heart of gold just like yours. Because baby, it’s one of a kind. To see it replicated in another human would be beautiful.”

Tears come to her eyes. “We have things to talk about.”

I nod and press my lips to hers. But in doing so, I pull her all the way down on my cock.

“Fuck,” I hiss and hold her there.

“King.” She grinds down on me.

I relish how she feels for a short, sweet second. And in that time, my mind chases what could be.

I yank her off my cock and turn for the bed. “We need to have a conversation when I’m not inside you bare. Ask me what I want right now, and I’ll tell you every-fucking-thing.”

Her back hits the bed. “I know what you mean.”

I grab a condom out of the new box I ripped open this morning and tear it between my teeth. “We have a lot of shit to do, baby.”

Her knees fall to the sides as she watches me roll the condom onto my cock. “So much to do.”

I hook an elbow under her knee and hike it high.

Then I slide home.

“Oh, yes,” she hums when I fill her. “I can’t wait to talk. But for now, I’ll take this.”

I’m buried deep inside her as I bring my thumb to her clit. She’s so worked up, it doesn’t take long. I slide in and out while working her to the edge of her orgasm. I may never get used to watching her come apart as I take her.

She arches, pressing into my touch and my cock. Her head tips back, and she does what she’s done since I brought her home.

She doesn’t hold back. She cries out—for me, God, and chanting her approval.

I can’t hold on any longer.

I slam into her again. Each time harder than the one before.

Everything melts away when we’re like this.

Drugs, murder … and the wordfake.

There’s nothing in the world besides us. And it’s very real.

I don’t hold back.

I’m not sure if it’s talk of kids or the unknown of how tomorrow will play out. But when I come, I come hard. The only thing I can think about is her while hints of the future flash behind my eyelids.

When I open my eyes, Goldie is lying beneath me, bare and exhausted. I’m still completely dressed other than my cock.

My forearms fall to the bed on either side of her, and I press my lips to her forehead. “Love you, baby.”

She pulls her relaxed arms up and her hands claim my face. “I love you too.”

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