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“But condom,” I whispered, my heart beating faster. It felt so good to be in her bare, but we’d both agreed we wouldn’t take that step until we were more. So… did that mean? I wasn’t sure, and not knowing was killing me.

“No more condoms, Mack. No more barriers between us. Period.”

I blinked, my brain struggling to catch up to what she implied with how magnificent she felt wrapped around me.

“So, does that mean…” I licked my lips, willing my body to stay still. Any shift and I was liable to lose my mind.

“Be my boyfriend, Mack. I… I love you.”

My eyes widened, and I pinched my arm. “Ow.”

She smirked. “You’re not dreaming, baby.”

To answer her question, I smashed my mouth to hers, all of my emotion flooding out of me as I stood off the bed. She wrapped her legs around me and clung to my shoulders as we kissed. Passion ignited in me and I gripped her ass, thrusting up and pulling her down in tandem. It felt so good; I wasn’t sure how long I’d last.

Turning, I laid her down on the bed. Neither of us broke contact, needing to feel every inch of the other. I thrust in, her pussy hot and wet and gripping me so tight I was a goner.

Breaking our kiss, I stared down into her eyes and watched her come apart. It was the last straw, sending my overstimulated dick over the edge. I pumped inside her, the feeling of my cum filling her overriding my common sense. I suddenly wanted to breed her, to fill her belly with a baby. We were both too young and wanted to advance in our careers, but the need was there.

I cupped her cheeks, staring lovingly at her.

“I can’t believe you didn’t say anything back, jerk,” she teased, but I caught the vulnerability in her voice. It was then I realized I hadn’t. In my zest, I’d dove head in.

“Fuck, Sunshine. I love you so much. Yes, to everything. I want it all with you. I was going to ask you to move in with me. Please say yes. I want to wake up to you every day. Just a couple of times a week isn’t enough. I want to see all of your stuff mixed in with mine. To find your coffee cups left in the most random places and come home to you at the end of the day.”

She smiled but rolled her eyes. “Okay, I guess if it means that much to you, I could take one for the team and move out of the shared bedroom with my eighteen-year-old sister.”

“Oh, that’s how it’s going to be.”

I pulled out and tickled her, dropping raspberries on her stomach. She shrieked in laughter, attempting to curl away from me. We rolled around on the bed, making a mess, but neither could care less.

We were doing this.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

ELEANOR

TWO YEARS LATER

“You ready, Madame President?” Jackson asked, smiling at me in the doorway.

“I told you not to call me that.” I sent the last email and shut my laptop.

“You’re right; Goddess is better.”

I grabbed my bag and rolled my eyes at my fiancé. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And you’re gorgeous. We all have our crosses to bear.” He grinned, taking my bag and wrapping his arm around me. We waved bye to the few employees working and headed to his car.

After two years at Calidity, the company relocated and moved its offices to the West Coast, leaving us jobless. I’d gotten a few other offers, but none were as good as I’d had. That was when Jackson had the crazy idea of opening our own company. He’d head up sales, and me, marketing. We’d been given a nice severance package, so it gave us enough cushion to at least try.

Several of the employees and clients from Calidity followed us, and after only six months, J&E Media Grounds was a thriving business. August had insisted we add Grounds to the end to have a conglomerate with his two businesses. Though, if I had to guess the true nature, it was that he was part of our business, too. And since the three of us did everything together these days, it felt right to include him. Jackson had agreed.

We’d taken over all of his advertising for the gym and bar, and with Jackson’s fighting career taking off, he’d hired us to handle his brand. I never imagined owning my own firm, but here we were, kicking ass at it. It felt amazing, and I loved every moment of it. Together, Jackson and I were partnering CEOs, but he insisted on referring to me as the boss in as many different forms as he could every day.

My life had gone in so many amazing directions since that fateful day three years ago when I’d graduated. I’d been ready for my life to change, but not in my wildest dreams did I envision being with two men—one older and one younger—starting my own company or being this happy.

And I was so blissfully happy.

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