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“Okay.”

“Okay.”

We freeze for just a minute, and then we burst. Winnie’s hands push my jacket off, her deft fingers making quick work of the buttons on my shirt. Her shirt is a button-up, too, thank God, and I get it undone and pushed off her shoulders. Her bra is thin and black, and I run my thumbs over her nipples. The fabric is soft and smooth, her nipples hard underneath. My cock twitches in my pants, and I slide one hand into her jeans. She’s got my pants and boxers down halfway to my thighs. Once I get her pants unbuttoned, we switch, and I take my clothes off while she shimmies out of hers.

When we come back together, it’s desperate.

If I were thinking straight, I’d take my time. Even though I’ve tried not to, I’ve spent the last years thinking about my one night with Winnie. I never thought I’d be with her again. I’d love to go slow, move down every inch of her, and press my lips, tongue, and fingertips over her.

But the heat of her is too enticing. She’s desperate, her legs wrapping around my waist, ankles locking behind me. She presses her head onto the couch, arching her back and reaching between us. When her fingers brush my hard, hot cock, I hiss.

It takes only a few moments before I’m carefully sliding into her. The warmth envelops me, and Winnie’s fingers dig into my back. She lets out a low, soft moan, and I move slowly. My thighs ache with the effort.

“Fuck me,” Winnie whispers and then tugs me down to kiss her. I snap my hips, and she tightens around me. We find a rhythm, moving in unison. We kiss, our mouths almost slack against each other.

It barely takes any time before I can feel my orgasm approaching. I try to slow down, but as my cock moves slower, Winnie begins to wiggle, and the feeling is so overwhelming that I come suddenly with a sharp inhale and a groan buried in her neck.

Winnie tenses around me, her hands holding onto my hair tightly, and then she lets out a low mewling sound, and her pussy clenches around my twitching cock. As she comes, she snaps her hips up and down, clinging to me, and I keep coming, coming, coming?—

When we’re both done, we collapse against each other. Panting, I try to catch my breath.

Winnie looks at me, dark eyes glassy and lips red.

“Thanks,” she murmured, and I let out a surprised laugh.

“You’re welcome?” I offer. She smiles and then kisses the corner of my mouth. Before I can say anything else, she slides out from under me, grabs her clothes, and darts off to the bathroom.

I watch her go, speechless.

I am so fucked.

CHAPTER 4

Winnie

I wake up feeling… relief.

I can't tell, but all I know is I do feel good today.

I love being Luna’s nanny, and I'm ready to take all the bubbling spirit with me today.

Today will be a good day, and I am very sure of that.

I step into my bathroom and look at myself in the mirror, leaning on the sink which is in front of it. The light from above casts a warm glow on my face.

I look better, I observe.

My cheeks seem to have more color, and the eye bags I started getting accustomed to are almost nonexistent now.

I let off a smile, seeing my face all glow up. For the first time in a long time, I had good sleep and did not wake up crying or calling out to my babies.

Maybe I have finally decided to move on after all.

Or maybe it's the sex from last night?

A blush creeps up my face as I recall the details of last night right on the couch.

What was I thinking when I approached him the way I did? I thought with a chuckle, shaking my head.

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