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Ugh.“Pretty please, arsehole.”

A dark, hot chuckle leaves him. He looks at me. “I’m not going to spank your pussy while you’re on your period, not while you’re extra sensitive, but don’t think that will go undisciplined.”

As we stare at each other, he fists his cock and rubs the head up and down my slick folds. “Breathe deep for me,” he says, squeezing inside me, and I’m instantly moaning at the perfect angle. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

What I need.

It feels tighter than ever this time of month. All my blood is swelling my core; it is any wonder the rest of my body has enough to survive. “So tight. My Baby Girl has a plush, pink pussy when she is on her period. So hot.”

With both hands gripping my hips, he presses through the thick, warm folds, rubbing every inch.

Yes…

That…

We fall into a steady, thorough rhythm, fucking on his desk. I. Am. In. Heaven. I’ve read enough billionaire romances to have fantasised about this moment, but nothing really prepares you for the real experience. It is surprisingly comfortable on the desk and seriously hot, watching him in his suit, spreading my pussy open with his huge, pulsing cock.

Working us to a sweat.

Winding us up, not rushing.

Methodical. Practised.

A well-oiled fucking machine.

I close my eyes. “Oh,Fuck.”

“Yes, Baby Girl. Come on Daddy’s cock.” He pounds in deep and rolls to include my clit. “So.” He draws out. “Fucking.” He squeezes inside. “Tight.” He brushes my clit with his pelvis. “Come now. I won’t last with this pressure.”

My orgasm complies, rushing from my toes, curling them, to my thighs, tightening them around his hips, to my pussy where I milk and squeeze the ever-loving-hell out of his cock.Holy. Fuck. Yes.

Sweat slides across his strong brow.

He unravels. “Your pussy goes wild when you come. It is simply undeniable.” He drops his head back, letting me have it hard as he starts to convulse, and then holds himself fully sheathed, throbbing so hard that I come again around him, grinding against him as we ride the pleasure together.

He lifts his head, hooded eyes diving into mine.

“Please,” I pant, feeling our intimacy at its peak, our affections bubbling. “Don’t pressure Tyler. Look at him with fresh eyes. For what he is now, not what he could have been before all this happened. It’s too late.”

“I hate hearing that.” He shakes his head. “I let him down. I wasn’t here enough. I didn’t pay attenti?—”

“It’s over.”

Leaning forward, I cup the back of his neck and press our slick foreheads together. His cock is still pulsing inside me, gifting me small surges of pleasure each time. “You’re here now.” I moan, feeling lovely. “Just don’t leave,please.”

“Where would I go?” Our lips are inches apart, breath mingling. “Everyone who matters is right here,” he repeats the words he said before he left for prison. “And soon…” He slides his hand over my belly. “More to consider. More toworryabout.”

“More to love,” I correct. “Think… Our children will never know the alcoholic version of you. You are no longer that man. You can be whoever you want to them.”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

VALLIE

I swing on the porch sofa, watching Molly summersault on the trampoline, shouting, “Watch me, Dexter. Watch me!”

After our very physical discussion, he closed his office until Monday. Something he hasn’t done since he returned.

I smile when she falls awkwardly, causing him to fret, and now he is checking her knee for grazes. She is such a player. Everyone is wrapped around her tiny finger.

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