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I swallow hard and nod slowly. I hadn’t meant to say it, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel it.

“I fell in love with you the moment you walked out of the kitchen on that first day, Sugar,” my voice is husky, and I moan softly as she wraps her delicate fingers around my length. Her eyes become hooded, and I have to clench my fists at my side to stop myself from reaching for her. “I was just waiting for you to catch up.”

Scarlett giggles softly before leaning forward and running her tongue along the underside of my cock from the base to the tip. When she flicks the tip of her tongue across the crown and collects the pre-cum, my hips thrust upward. I desperately want her to swallow my dick and I’m not above begging for it.

“I love you too.”

Those magical words are what she says right before she parts her lips and takes me into her mouth. I’m not sure which I enjoy more—hearing that she loves me or the feel of her. I guess I don’t have to choose.

My fingers dive into her hair and tug, moving her up and down my shaft. She relaxes her body, letting me take over. It’s the only way I’ll maintain a shred of control in this situation.

I’m already on edge. Having her warm, wet mouth on me is almost too much to take. The way her lips stretch around me is fucking obscene and the so fucking sexy.

“Oh, fuck,” I grit out, “your mouth feels so fucking good.”

Her dark eyes meet mine, filled with love and desire. She doesn’t look away as she takes a little bit more of me every time Ipull her down my cock. She gags, but then she, somehow, relaxes even more.

When I slip past into her throat, my eyes roll back into my head for a moment. Then she swallows and I shout her name.

I pull her off me and she gasps for breath, but then she lunges back at my dick and does it again. Who the fuck am I to deny her?

Her fingernails lightly scrape across my balls, and I practically fucking levitate off the couch. I stand up without warning, needing to be able to fuck her face properly. The eagerness in her eyes tells me everything I need to know.

“Is this what you want? You want me to fuck your pretty face?” I growl the words, my fingers tightening in her hair and holding her steady.

She moans around me, and I see fucking stars. With a tug on my jeans and boxers, she pulls them down to my knees and gives herself room to cup my balls.

As she rolls them in her hand, I can’t look away from the goddess on her knees in front of me.

“So fucking good. Look at how well you take my cock, Sugar,” I praise her.

A mewling sound comes from the back of her throat and sends vibrations of pleasure throughout my entire body. The sounds of her slurping my dick and the saliva running down and over her chin has me thrusting faster.

“Close,” I gasp as she swallows around me again, taking me deep into her throat.

She tugs on my balls and then I’m fucking gone. I come hard, my length lodged in her throat, and she swallows every jet of my cum.

When I pull out of her slowly, she cleans me and then pants as I fall back to the couch, my eyes wide and filled with awe as I look at her. The smile on her face is filled with triumph and pride.

“Fuck,” I groan and reach for her, “you’re so fucking beautiful.” Scarlett giggles and snuggles into my chest. “Give me a moment and then I’m making you scream my name.”

She pats my chest, her voice a little hoarse because of how I used her throat, not that she’s complaining. “That was all for you, Dean.” She sighs and presses a kiss to my neck, “I love you.”

“I love you, Sugar.” Nothing in my life has felt better than this moment. Fucking nothing.

Once I feel like I can stand again, I help her up and then stand, pulling my boxers and jeans up but not bothering to button them. She wiggles her eyebrows, and we laugh together.

I hold my hand out to her, “Come on, let me show you the place. We’ll need to make this house into a home, one deserving of our family.”

Her eyes turn glassy with unshed tears as she slides her hand into mine and we spend the rest of the day making plans and then the rest of the night making love in our bed. I won’t be letting go of her ever and I know, with time, the boys will find their footing and thrive.

CHAPTER 14

SCARLETT

I’m relieved that today is Valentine’s Day. The bakery has been slammed and with things moving so fast in regards to the boys, I feel like I’ve been going a million miles an hour. I’m glad things will slow down a little after today.

The next big baking holiday will be Mother’s Day and by then I’ll have some new springtime goodies to share with my customers. I can’t wait to go into the kitchen and start trying some new things.

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