Page 91 of Twin Babies for the Pucking Billionaires

We continue shopping and I can tell Millie’s enjoying herself. The soreness seems to be forgotten, replaced by pure joy. It’s moments like these that make everything worth it.

As we finish up, I take one last picture of her with all her shopping bags and send it to the group chat.

Chase: >>All right, all right. You win, Finn. But don’t keep her to yourself too long.

Declan: >>Bring her back soon. We’ve got plans.

I look at Millie, smiling. “One last surprise?”

“Okay,” she smiles.

“How about we check out a lingerie store?” I suggest.

Millie’s eyes light up with curiosity and excitement. “Sure, that sounds fun.”

We walk into the store and I can’t help but admire her as she browses through the delicate fabrics. She picks out a few sets and heads to the dressing room. Moments later, my phone buzzes with a message.

Millie sends me a picture.>>What do you think?

My breath catches as I see her in a lacey, sheer number that leaves little to the imagination. I quickly type back, >>You look incredible. Need help with the straps?

She sends another picture, this time in a different set, looking even more tempting. My patience snaps and I head to the dressing room. Knocking lightly, I hear her soft, “Come in.”

I step inside, closing the door behind me. “You’re killing me out there, you know that?”

She smirks, “Just showing you what you’ll be buying.”

I chuckle, pulling her close. “Let me see the rest.” As she changes, I can’t help but touch her, my hands roaming over her body.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, sliding my hand down her stomach.

She moans softly, leaning into my touch. “Finn, we’re in public.”

“I don’t care,” I murmur, slipping my fingers inside her. “I need you.”

Her breath hitches and she grips my shoulders. “Finn...”

I move my fingers slowly, teasing her. She bites her lip to keep from crying out, her body trembling. “You’re so wet,” I whisper, loving the effect I have on her.

She shudders, her eyes closing. “Please, Finn...”

I kiss her deeply, my fingers working her faster. She gasps, clutching onto me as she comes, her body shaking. I hold her close, kissing her neck. “You’re amazing,” I whisper.

She smiles weakly, catching her breath. “You too.”

I help her change back into her clothes and buy every single item she tried on. “You deserve all of this,” I tell her, kissing her forehead.

We head back to the car and I drive her to Declan’s.

It’s time for practice now.

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Practice today is brutal. Coach Nate has us running drills like our lives depend on it. By the end of it, I’m drenched in sweat, but the team is looking sharp. Declan and I are skatinghard, making sure we’re ready for the next game against the Ravenclaw Raptors.

Coach Nate gathers us up at the end. “Great work today, guys. You played well, but we need to push harder for the tournament. The Raptors aren’t gonna go easy on us.”

We all nod, catching our breath. Declan gives me a tired smile and I clap him on the shoulder. “Good job, man. You’re killing it out there.”

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