Page 63 of Single Dad's Second Chance

“Starting now?” I asked, shivering under the firm caress of his hands roving over me. He slipped his finger along my slit, reaching for my entrance, but I twisted to push him down. Once he was seated on the bed, I climbed onto his lap, straddling him.

“Tell me what you want, fiancée,” he said, his mouth a breath away from mine.

“You.” I gripped his erection, turned on that much more with how aroused he already was. As I stroked him, rising up on my knees, I kissed him softly, sweetly. “I just want you, Henry. For the rest of my life.”

He smiled, gazing up at me with a soulful expression of pure happiness. “Consider it done.”

I lined him up to me. The push of his wide cockhead stretched me, but the slight burn felt too damn good to slow down or stop.

“I want you to make love to me,” I told him between wet kisses.

He moaned, gripping my head as I sank down a little further on his rigid dick. “You won’t be able to stop me.”

I lifted up a bit to ease back down more. I was taking him slow, planning on dragging out the agony of needing him. This night was too important to rush through a single thing.

“I want you to be my family,” I said, voicing my deepest desire.

His grin turned wicked. “A family?” He lowered his hands to my ass and flexed his fingers on my muscles. It turned me on, that bite of pain from his touch, and I sank down on him untilhe was all the way in, every hard, thick inch of him. He was deep inside me, to the hilt, and it had never felt better.

“How many kids will you want?” he asked, straining to talk with me sucking him into my pussy.

“As many as you’ll give me. Jason needs brothers and sisters.” I lifted up and sank down, starting a slow, grinding ride on him that pushed me close to coming too damn soon.

“Consider it done,” he repeated, breathing harder as he matched my motions. Seated, he put his hands behind him and pushed up into me. Each time I lowered and smacked my ass over his thighs, he thrust up to drive that big shaft as deep as he could.

Over and over, we raced to come. Words failed me. Thoughts ceased to form. All I could do was feel. I felt him, in me, then hugging me once I shattered.

He covered his mouth over mine, kissing me hard as I came. I hurtled toward my orgasm so quickly that it stunned me. I trembled, moaning into his mouth, but before I could come down from the high of it all, he picked me up and turned us until I lay on my back. A few more hard pounds into me pushed him over the edge. He groaned, too, and I tugged his head to bring him down to muffle how loudhewas.

“This is gonna be a habit,” I teased him as I milked him dry. His thrusts slowed as he collapsed over me, clutching me tight in a slick hug.

“What is?” he asked breathlessly.

“Trying to make sure neither of us is too loud.”

He grinned, kissing me softly as we caught our breath. “Or we can renovate for more sound-proof walls.”

I laughed, charmed and amused by my boss. My fiancé.

My love.

25

HENRY

Iwould’ve thought I’d be too tired to wake up early after the shower sex Mia and I had. Then her middle-of-the-night wakeup with her mouth on me to give me head. We thoroughly celebrated all night long, but I woke up at my usual time.

A run would have to wait. Lying here and staring at her sleeping was far too fun to pass up on.

When would this surreal feeling pass?

When will it really sink in?

I’d done it. I’d pulled it off. I got the girl. My son got the mommy he wanted. And my dad would no doubt be hearing a baby announcement any time.

If Mia and I kept up with this enthusiastic of a sex life, I’d be knocking her up without pause.

It was new, yet. We were in a newlywed phase before tying the knot. But we had years to make up for. We had lots of time to catch up, after so long of resisting each other and tiptoeing around a chance to make this work.

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