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I slide inside her in one harsh thrust, burying myself deep inside her. She cries out and I groan as I push to the hilt and pull back.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I groan as I slide back inside slowly, deeply. “You feel like a dream.”

“I’m on the pill. You can come inside me,” she shares.

I am so far gone on this woman I forgot to even ask.

“Damn, Honey.” I thrust faster. “It’s been so long and your pussy is suffocating my cock in the best way.”

She clenches around me as I thrust deep inside her and pull back.

“I need more,” she moans, pressing her pussy harder into my cock.

Hot sparks shoot up my spine. I need to make this good for both of us, but it’s been a damn long time since I had sex. I flip her over onto her stomach and she yelps.

I give her ass a good smack and thrust inside her. I wrap my hand around her waist and play with her clit as I thrust deeper, harder.

“Fuck yes,” she calls out.

“That’s it, baby,” I say as we thrust against each other like hungry animals seeking our release.

Willow comes as I pump inside her at a punishing pace. Her screams fill the room and push me over the edge as I fill her sweet pussy.

Out of breath, I fall to her side and pull her into me.

“Best sex of my life, Honey,” I pant.

Her eyes crease in the corners as she laughs. “You’re lying.”

“I promised I wouldn’t lie to you.” I remind her as I pull her back into me and spread kisses down her neck.

“I’m ticklish.” She wiggles out of my grasp.

“That’s because your senses are heightened now,” I say, holding her in place. With her behind pressed to me and her warm skin against mine, a feeling of pure content washes over me.

When the baby monitor lights up, I know our time is up. Maylee begins to cry and we scramble to get cleaned up.

“Do you want me to give her a bottle or do you want to nurse her?” I ask Willow.

“I’ll breastfeed,” she says.

I slip on a T-shirt and a pair of boxers and head to the bathroom to clean up before I go to grab our little munchkin.

I bring her to bed where Willow awaits, sitting up against some pillows. Her hair is a mess, her lips are swollen, and her cheeks flushed. She looks perfect.

I pass Maylee to her and she starts to eat. I just sit and watch my girls.

“What?” Willow asks.

“I’ve never felt this happy before,” I admit.

“Me either, Brett.”

CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE

Willow

Brett and I both woke up at the same time this morning. While I fed Maylee, he made smoothies and protein pancakes for me and him. Today is game day so he has a routine that he follows, and I don’t want to get in the way of that. It just felt nice to be taking care of Maylee as a team. I don’t feel the loneliness I felt back home.

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