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“And I told you our future kids ain’t a thing at all, pretty boy. That much I can guarantee.”

He searched my face, as if looking for the lie and coming up empty. “You don’t know that.”

“'Cept I do, MacCullagh.” I pressed my lips together and watched his eyebrows furrow. “Having a bunch of Irish brats ain’t in the cards for me. I don’t want 'em, even if they were. I’m sorry if that bursts that little fantasy of yours. But it’s better that you know now.”

His chest rose and fell with a few quick breaths. Disappointment maybe? Fuck if I knew when it came to this man and the wild ideas he had in that head of his. Then his lips tipped up into a slight smirk. “Guess I’ll have to settle for just wifing you up, fuckin’ you till you forget what it is you want anymore.”

“Yeah, 'bout that. You need to stop fuckin’ saying crazy shit. Especially when people can hear you. Things could have really gotten fucked in there.”

“Why? One day it’ll be the truth. I’m just getting ya used to the idea until it is.”

“I already told you I’m not having your kids. So what makes you think we’re getting married?”

“Give me one good reason we shouldn’t. I’ll even take your last name. Heard being a Rossi comes with its perks.” He grinned.

“What it comes with is a death sentence, Connor.”

55

Have you ever had a cunt strangle your cock so good you forgot how to move? Breathe? Do much else besides exist?

Oh, right. Unless you’re a dude, you probably have no idea what I’m talking about…

Well, to put it mildly, it was the best fucking thing since God created pussy. Since the first man had the bright idea of sticking his dick inside it. Or how ever the fuck the Bible said this shit came to be.

Guess I should have paid more attention in Sunday school. Not that my Catholic upbringing mattered all that much now, outside the fact I was seeing fucking stars. Those goddamn pearly gates.Heaven.

For someone who claimed she didn’t want my kids, baby girl sure as fuck liked the feel of them inside her. The feel ofmeinside her. Pounding away until my muscles gave out and she was fucking breathless. I was addicted. And self-aware enough to realize it. But so was she. Dani didn’t even try to hide it anymore. How much she wanted me. How much she enjoyed it too.

She was riding my cock, her head thrown back and her palms flat against my thighs as she positioned her body in a way that sent me deeper with each back-and-forth thrust of her hips. She liked the control. And Ilovedwatching her take it. The bounce of her heavy tits as they landed a second or two after she did. The way she lost herself to the rhythm. How beautiful she looked bare-ass and impaled on a cock like my favorite porn star. Only better because this chick was real. And right in front of me. It was hypnotic.

Awe-inspiring really.My lips curled with the thought.

At first, the position was just practical. The best option to avoid pulling a stitch, but now it was more about the view. And I sure as fuck enjoyed the view.

Dani was close. I could tell by the way her face scrunched up, her eyebrows folding towards each other and her lower lip pulled tight between her teeth. I wascloserjust looking at her. And that was a problem. At least for me it was.

I flipped her over onto her back, ignoring the sounds of her protests as I tugged her ass in the air and rested each of her thighs over one of my shoulders. Taking a deep breath before diving into her cunt face-first. The moment my tongue stroked down that pretty pink center, Dani groaned and clawed at my head. Her nails digging into my scalp and holding me in place. Another few laps, and she was setting the rhythm again, angling my chin so that it rubbed against her cunt while I sucked at her clit.

She hummed my name, followed by a few choice expletives as I brought her to new heights. That edge that had her thighs shaking and her toes curling against my back. She locked her ankles and tugged me closer, the sloppy sounds mixed with her erotic moans having me so worked up I was two good yanks from coming on the sheets. And I wasn’t too proud to admit it. Thiswoman did things to me, things that could turn a pious man into a sinner.

And I was a far cry from either.

When her pussy started quivering in that way that told me her orgasm was one quick lick from bubbling to the surface, I crawled up and plunged back inside her, driving forward until the aftershocks had her thighs butterflying open and her arms dropping to the mattress. I leaned one palm on the headboard, the other flat on the bed as I continued to enjoy the feel of her wet cunt sloshing with each thrust of my hips.

I grinned as I felt that tingle in my spine, my balls drawing up with that familiar warm pressure that’s usually a sign to pull out before it’s too late. Except that was the last thing I wanted to do right now. Which was exactly when Dani slapped at my chest, shoved me onto my back, and closed her lips around my cock, my load shooting down her throat without my girl even having to move. My neck twitched and my body went as limp as the rest of me.

When I finally had enough energy to look up, baby girl was pinning me with a seething glare.

“Why d’ya do that?” It was more of a thought than a question meant to be spoken out loud, but I was still waiting for all the blood to return to my brain. Ya know, so I could start thinking with that part of me again.

“Because clearly I can’t trust ya to keep your sperm to yourself,” she grunted, and I grinned wider.

She was right, after all. No point denying it now. I wasn’t caught up in the moment, lost to another good fucking. That shit was as deliberate as it came.

No pun intended.

“Might wanna lose the smirk, pretty boy. Keep it up and I’ll trade your ass in for a boyfriend of the vibrating persuasion.”

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