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He slows his movements, letting me come down. When I can finally open my eyes, I see him gazing back at me with half-lidded eyes.

“That was amazing. Now make love to me,” my husky voice demands.

He winks, before raising up on his knees and picking up the foil packet. Placing it between his teeth, he rips it open and takes out the condom. Zander grips his shaft, giving it one good stroke, before rolling the condom on.

“I may not last long. Before we moved, it had been months since I was with someone.”

“Do I look like I care? I just had two of the most amazing orgasms.”

The corners of his lips turn up in a proud smile as he lines his cock up and pushes in. Once he’s fully seated inside of me, he stops for a moment, both of us adjusting.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he moans as he begins to pump in and out. He lifts one of my thighs, wrapping it around his waist, changing the position he’s thrusting slightly and damn, it feels amazing.

We move in rhythm as I slip my hand between us, rubbing my clit as he fucks me. The pressure quickly builds as another orgasm hits me and my walls clamp down on his cock, sending him into his own release.

His cock jerks inside me, and his grip on my thigh tightens.

We’re both a sweaty mess as he collapses on top of me.

“I love you,” he whispers, and my heart flutters.

Best birthday ever.

Chapter 56

Sierra

Christmas Eve

We’re all sitting around the Stevenson family table building gingerbread houses. Sam is full of smiles and I’m in awe of her happiness. Mr. Stevenson invited me to stay at his home so I could be here when Sam wakes up on Christmas morning. Then tomorrow night she’ll spend the night with me.

Mr. Stevenson, or Jason as he insists I call him when we’re not at school, has been letting Sam go out with me and come spend every other weekend at my house. It’s not the same as having her back, but it’s better than nothing.

“Sierra, can I speak with you for a moment in private?” Mr. Stevenson asks as he places some more icing on the table.

I move my gaze between the guys, all of them with the same confused looks on their faces as me.

“Sure.” I stand up slowly and follow him out of the room.

He leads me down a familiar hallway, one filled with pictures of my guys and some of Sam as well. She has really become a part of the family. I pause at the last one right before his office. It's me and Sam. I’m on his wall. He sees me staring at it, but doesn’t say a word.

He opens the door, flipping the light on and steps inside.

I follow behind him and sit down in the chair in front of his desk. He closes the door before taking a seat in his captain’s chair.

He places his hands on the desk, and I nervously bounce my knee.

“Calm down, Sierra, it isn't bad.” He laughs.

“Sorry.”

“I heard they still haven’t found your aunt.”

I gulp, but I’ve become so good at answering this question that the response comes naturally.

“No sir, they haven’t. It’s like she’s vanished off the face of the earth. But Rico, my uncle, promises me he will never let her hurt me again.” I finally opened up about her abuse when I was cleared of all charges.

“Good. So what I want to talk to you about is your and Sam’s futures.”

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