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And when I heard a few’bout damn times, I couldn’t stop my smirk. I shouldn’t have been this fucking happy standing in a room with a bunch of guys that had just beaten my team, but with Ally and Olivia in my world, how could I be anything else?

Chapter 25

ALLY

“What’s this?” I asked, walking into the condo that afternoon. There were flower petals on the floor, and the lighting was dim. Since it was late afternoon, he’d drawn the blinds down to add to the low light.

“I wanted to do something special for you. Livi just went down for a nap, and I got your favorite takeout,” he said, walking—no,stalking—toward me. My entire body was already revved up, and he was sending me into overdrive with his intensity.

“That’s really sweet, and definitely not what I was expecting when I texted you to be naked because the doctor had given me the all-clear for banging.” I smirked.

He snorted. “It’s not just about sex, Ally.”

I linked my hand with his and pulled him into me. “Today? It so is.”

His eyes crinkled with laughter. “You’re acting like I’m a sure thing.”

Lifting up on my tiptoes, I leaned in so our lips were a breath away. Then my hand traveled down his chest to his waistband, thrilling when he sucked in a breath.

I palmed his hard cock. “Aren’t you?”

“Fuck, Ally,” he growled. I wanted this man so fucking much. And maybe it was bold of me to text him to be naked when I got home, but I was done waiting. I wanted him inside me, driving us to endless pleasure until both of us couldn’t move.

Was that so much to ask?

I bit back my snort, which would’ve blown the sexy persona I was trying to maintain.

“That’s what I was thinking.”

He chuckled darkly, rolling his hips into me as I squeezed his cock, my thumb running over the tip.

“I want you inside of me. We’ve teased each other enough.” In the last two weeks, my body had felt more my own again, and my desire for him had ramped up.

He rested his forehead against mine, his breathing labored as I stroked him. “Fuck. Ally. Stop for a second so I can think.”

“Thinking is overrated. As are all of these clothes.” I waved my hands between us.

He pulled my hand from his cock, groaning as I released him, and then I was up and in his arms, my back flat against the closest wall. I rubbed against him shamelessly, and his mouth was on mine, kissing the breath from my body.

My tongue danced with his, and he slanted his head, deepening the kiss, his hands going to my ass.

He lifted me up, and I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist.

He broke the kiss; our breathing labored. “Couch or bed? I tried to set a mood in here, but I really want to spread you out on the bed and feast on you.”

“Dom,” I moaned.

“I even moved Livi’s bassinet into the nursery, just in case you said bed.”

I grinned. “Smart man. Take me to bed, Dom.”

“With pleasure,” he growled. He carried me down the hallway to our bedroom, where more flower petals decorated the floor and bed, and flameless candles were scattered on every surface.

My heart beat faster in my chest, and tears pricked the back of my eyes as emotions swirled inside of me.

“I love you so much.” I cupped his jaw, holding his gaze. There was nothing but love and desire staring back at me.

“Fuck. I love you. You’ve given me everything I never imagined I could have, and I’m going to do all I can to make you keep loving me and our life together every day.” He took in a deep breath and pressed a kiss to my palm.

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