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Me

Okay. I’m going home with Ryker.

Ryker returns, still shirtless, but he’s in his jeans and work boots now.

“Follow me home.”

I get in my car and follow him to his house. My heart clenches that he called it our home. We enter through the mudroom door, which connects to the laundry room, and head straight for the master bedroom.

“I need to shower,” he says before taking my lips again. He lifts me up his body and carries me into the bathroom.

Ryker sits me on the counter and lifts my dress over my body, leaving me in my panties and bra. I kick off my boots, and he removes his boots and jeans. His cock is straining in his boxers, and I lick my lips.

“Fuck, I want your mouth on me.”

I bob my head up and down, excited. I jump off the counter and strip out of my bra and panties. He pushes me into the shower stall and turns on the water. We rinse off his body before I drop to my knees and take his long, thick cock between my lips. I slide up and down his shaft a couple of times before he takes over. He thrusts in and out of my mouth. I cup his balls and squeeze them gently.

“Enough.” His voice is so gravelly I almost come right then.

He’s turned on as much as I am. I can feel myself leaking from my core. He pulls himself from between my lips and lifts me up. In one motion, he has me pressed into the wall and his cock inside me. I throw my head back and moan.

“Yes, Ryker. I missed you so much,” I confess.

“I fucking missed this tight ass pussy.”

He pumps into me, over and over. His chest hair tickles my nipples, and I wrap my hands around his shoulders and dig my fingers into his hair. He pulls out and sits on the seat before pulling me toward him. He turns me so my back is to his chest and enters me in a long thrust. I lean my head back on his shoulder as he holds my hip with one hand and helps me move over him while the other tweaks my nipples. I come hard and scream his name. He doesn’t stop and keeps going. Now, both of his hands are holding my waist as he moves me up and down on him. He thrusts up, and my eyes cross as I start to come again. This time, he follows me over, and we come together.

Ryker

Who knew a little bit of jealousy was all it would take? We are in my bed now, where we’ve made love a couple more times since the shower. She’s napping in my arms, and I’m staring at the ceiling as I keep one arm wrapped around her and the other up behind my head.

I’m thinking over this last week. We’ve spent every day together when we were off work. At the appointment, we found out we are having a little boy. I have an ultrasound picture of himon my fridge. We also gave one to my parents in a frame. They loved it. We haven’t told them that we decided on a name. I want to name him after Rowdy’s father, but I want to talk to him first and make sure he’s okay with that before we announce it.

Carefully, I extricate myself from Lynae’s body and slip on a clean pair of boxers. I head to the kitchen to find something to make us for dinner. There’s a frozen meal that my dad sent home for me. I pop it into the microwave then grab some fresh bread Mom dropped off yesterday.

By the time I have everything ready and I’m about to find a tray to carry it into the room, I turn around to see her standing there. She’s in one of my shirts, and I wonder if she’s completely naked under it. I’m going to have her for dessert once I’m done feeding her.

“You cooked.”

“No, I warmed up food. I can cook, but everything is frozen.”

“Smells good.” She moves toward me, and I open my arms so I can pull her into my body. She snuggles in, and I can imagine us doing this for years to come.

“I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you about changing the parameters of our relationship before I told that woman you were my boyfriend.”

I lift her up onto the counter and instantly know she’s bare under the shirt. I hold her face in my hands as I slide my body between her knees.

“I’ve been wanting our relationship to change since I met you, so I’m okay with it, babe.” I kiss her lips, and before I know it, I’m sliding my boxers down to release my cock and take her on the counter.

When she cries out my name and it ricochets off the walls, my chest swells with pride.

I have to reheat our food, but then we carry it to our room and eat in bed as we discuss more about our past.

“Why did you only have sex one other time before me?” I have to know. It’s a need deep in my soul. I want to know everything about her.

“Sayler basically raped me on our wedding night, and I couldn’t sleep with him again after that. He tried and pushed me a couple of times, but I wouldn’t let him. One time, he was holding me down.” She pauses, and I watch as she shivers at the memory. “He was going to force me, but I screamed, and his dad walked into the room.”

“He what?”

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