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She stilled and propped herself up on her hands so she could look down at him. “Is there a reason we need one?”

He shook his head. “We get tested as part of our annual sports physical. I’m good. Hell, I have the lab results around here somewhere if you want to double check.” King paused and then confessed, “I haven’t been with anyone else since I was with you the first time.”

Her breath caught, and her face lit up with the sort of expression that was more than just a smile. It was tenderness and joy and relief and trust. It was everything. “I haven’t been with anyone else, either. Also, I have an IUD, so we’re covered.”

“Fuck yes we are,” King growled as his control began to slip.

Lila sat up and reached down to line him up with her entrance. Then she lowered herself down slowly, inch by delicious inch, until there was no more space between them. She rode him hard, unabashedly taking what she needed until she came apart, and then King inverted their bodies so she was beneath him. He teased her with long, slow strokes before pulling out of her completely.

“What are you doing?” Lila’s voice was adorably breathless and thoroughly pissed. “Don’t stop.”

“Shower. Now,” King demanded as he picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he led them into the bathroom to their walk-in shower. He turned it on and tested the water temperature before setting her down partially underneath the spray. His eyes caught a flash of purple, and he got impossibly harder at the sight of Lila’s vibrator.

He picked it up and waved it in front of her face. “Forget something?” he teased.

Lila’s brow arched as her eyes darkened with lust. “Nope.” And then she reached out and stroked him, gripping him tightly just the way he liked it.

King kissed her, hard, before spinning her around. “Hands against the tile, legs spread,” he whispered in her ear. He turned on the vibrator and positioned it between her legs but didn’t make contact with her body just yet. King chuckled at her frustrated moans as he grinded against her perfect ass. “Trust me, baby. I’m going to take care of you.”

“You better,” she sighed over her shoulder, rising up on her tiptoes.

He entered her just as he pressed the vibrator against her clit. She exhaled a pleasured, pained moan at the sensation, her arms buckling where they were pressed against the tile.

“Close, La?”

She nodded and reached down to hold the vibrator.

He wrapped his newly freed hand around her stomach and braced the other against the wall as he kissed her neck then thrust into her over and over until she tightened around him and came again, his name on her lips. He followed, his vision flooded with white, his body shuddering from the intensity of it. King rested his head in the crook of her neck as they both slowed their breaths.

Then she turned to face him, a sated look on her beautiful face as she threaded her arms around his torso. “That was better than anything my imagination ever came up with.”

“You’re saying you’ve thought about us fucking in the shower?” He looped his arms around her, his thumbs tracing the indentations at the base of her spine.

“I’m saying that it wasn’t a coincidence that my vibe was ready and waiting in said shower,” she replied wickedly.

“I like the way your mind works.” King smirked.

“You seem to bring it out of me.”

“You’re welcome.”

Lila’s giggles vibrated against King as her arms tightened around him and she laid her head on his chest. “Sometimes I get overwhelmed by how much I love you, King,” she murmured.

“I know the feeling.” King stepped back to reach for his body wash and then spent a fair amount of time washing Lila’s body then her hair. She made contented sounds as she let him love her with his hands, and then she returned the favor, her hands traveling over the lines and planes of his body then softly raking her nails through his scalp.

Then, when the water started to run cold, they went back to his bed and dozed until the first rays of the sunrise sliced through the blinds, signaling the start of a new day.

Chapter 35

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Lila asked as soon as King put the car in park. “My family is kind of extra.”

“Please. If I can handle you, I can definitely handle your family,” King said with a teasing twist to his smile. It had been almost a month since they’d figured their shit out, and King couldn’t remember a time when he’d felt this happy. There was something supremely satisfying about being with Lila officially and publicly. Every time he spotted her front row center at his games, wearing a Bradley U jersey with his name and number on the back, his chest swelled with pride and love for the woman who had come into his life and torn down his walls like a wrecking ball.

She swatted at his chest and went to open the door, but he gently grasped her wrist to stop her. “Wait one sec. I have something I want to give you first.”

Her expression turned downright sinful. “We can’t do anything worth doing in my parents’ driveway. At least during the day.” Her brows danced mischievously.

“Mind out of the gutter, Alexander. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t love it, though.” He opened the center console between their seats, pulled out a small box, and set it in her hands. “Since you gave me yours, I wanted you to have one of your own,” he murmured as she lifted the lid.

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