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“Sven,” she moaned.

That was it. She was losing this bra. He started pulling at it, and she immediately helped him, slipping it over her head. Before he knew it, her breasts were free and perfect, and his mouth was on them, and her hands were fisted in his hair. This was everything. It was ever more perfect that he had dreamed it would be.

He needed to get her off, to find out the sounds she made when he made her fall apart in his hand. Pulling back, he slowly slid his hand down her soft belly to the elastic waistband of her leggings.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

She nodded, and he pushed them down, sliding his hand in her pants. Next thing he knew, he was cupping her sex. Heat emanated from between her legs. Her underwear was damp,and he could only imagine how slick her sex would be when he touched it, but instead, he just ground his palm into her heat, feeling the dampness grow on her underwear as her breathing turned into needy little pants.

He couldn’t help himself anymore. He slid her underwear to the side, feeling her for the first time. She gasped as he slid two fingers inside of her.

She drew in a sharp intake of breath. “Fuck, Sven, yes,” she said as she started to move with him as he pumped his fingers slowly in and out.

She was perfect, just like he knew she would be.

She cupped his face and gave him a sloppy kiss as he worked her. He moved his hand slightly so his palm was rubbing her clit. Again, she threw her head back and moaned, and he latched his mouth onto her nipple and gave it a hard suck as he started rubbing her g-spot as the heel of his palm ground her clit.

“Oh, fuck, like that,” she panted.

He stayed just like that, working her until she broke and cried out pulsing around his hand. Those sounds would never get old.

When he pulled his hands from her pants, she sighed, finally looking at him. “That was just as good as I knew it was going to be.”

She leaned forward, kissed him, then moved to kneel before him.

Fuck. He couldn’t wait but then a buzzing in his pants snatched them from the perfect moment.

He reached into his pocket and silenced the ringer before tossing it on the couch next to him. He caught sight of the name and saw it was his lawyer. With an irritated groan, he said, “Hold that thought. It’s my lawyer, and he might have word on Winnie’s mom.”

Natalie nodded and sat back.

“Fuck,” Sven groaned out at the sight of Natalie. “If this wasn’t about Winnie, I would chuck this fucking thing in the pool. You know that, right?” he said as he cupped her cheek.

“You’re good. Don’t worry about it.”

He pressed a kiss to her lips.

“Hello.”

“Sven, I have some news for you.”

“Oh, yeah,” Sven said, sitting up straighter as Natalie stood and went to the kitchen to put her hoodie back on, which was a damn shame. “What’s going on?”

“I have a PI looking for some of the items she took, and we found them being sold online. We have a couple choices. We can call the police, or we can set up a sting with the PI. I recommend the police, but I know you are wanting to keep this under wraps, so it’s your call.”

Sven ran his hand through his hair. “I don’t know. I don’t really feel right involving the police when it comes to Winnie’s mom. I just need to have Winnie’s information and all that stuff. I don’t care about recouping any of the stuff she took from me. And I want her to sign over custody.”

“Okay, so I’ll talk to the PI and see what we can set up.”

“Thanks, I’ll be in touch.”

Sven laid his head back on the couch and took a deep breath. That was certainly a way to douse the perfect moment with cold water.

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Natalie

Natalie was not ready for their time to be over, but she understood why Sven needed to take it. Although she was interested in keeping things going, she felt funny there without a shirt on. In the heat of the moment, the difference in their bodies didn’t even cross her mind but then she was there, kneeling before him, topless, feeling a little too soft next to his chiseled features. Plus, it seemed like this was a conversation he might want some privacy for anyway, so she got up off the floor and made her way into the kitchen to retrieve her discarded hoodie.

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