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Inch by inch, I grind into her tight, wet heat. “You feel so good, squeezing my cock as if you were made for it.”

When I’m fully seated inside of her, I give her a minute to adjust to my size. I’ve gone bare before, but I swear it never felt like this. With the slight bunch of Lily’s brows smoothed out, I move, grinding into her. Angling my hips to rub her clit with every stroke, while keeping her legs spread for me.

“You are so beautiful, Lily, every inch of you on display for me.” I lean forward, taking her mouth in a passionate kiss, as I continue to work my cock in her. Dainty hands wrap around my back, her nails digging in and scratching down my back. That edge of pain spurs me on as I drag my mouth from hers, movingdown her throat. I nip and kiss my way down, stopping to lick along her collarbone.

Her breathing is faster now, as she whines out a needy, “More, baby, please.” I lick my way down to her nipple before drawing it into my mouth. She arches her back, pushing it further into my mouth for me to suck and lick. I pick up my pace, fucking her harder. Her pussy flutters around me, telling me she’s close. My orgasm has been on the edge, ready to explode the minute she does.

I put my lips to her ear, commanding, “Come for me, princess. Milk my cock,” before leaning back down and biting her nipple hard.

She shatters around me as she screams out my name, her nails biting into the skin on my back. Her orgasm sets off my own, as her pussy squeezes the life out of my dick, milking every last drop of cum from it. My body gives out, the strength of the orgasm draining my last bit of energy. I collapse onto her, then roll to the side with Lily still tight in my arms.

We lie in contented silence, coming down from the earth shattering, soul-destroying sex. I look down at her blissed out face, hair a tangled mess around her head, truly marked as mine, and a feeling of peace washes over me. This is what I have been waiting for all my life. This feeling of mutual destruction, so we can build ourselves back together, weaving our hearts together as one.

Dropping a light kiss to her head, I gently slip out of her and head to the bathroom to get a warm, wet rag. She’s barely awake, wrapped in a ball in the middle of my bed when I step from the bathroom. Exactly where I intend to keep her. I carefully spread her legs, cleaning her up, before covering her back up and tucking her in.

“My beautiful Lily,” I kiss her soft, swollen lips. “I’m going to let Shadow out and lock up. Sleep, baby, and I’ll be back to cuddle you soon.”

I throw on some boxers before heading downstairs to do just that. I clean up the rest of the dinner dishes, let Shadow out, and pick up Lily’s clothes to put in the hamper. At the top of the stairs, I see the new office door open, drawing me to it. I have had this door closed and room empty for so long, it’s weird seeing it with furniture. It’s a great space for her to write, but my heart skips a beat at the thought of one day walking in here to see her putting our baby to sleep.

That day will happen. I can feel it in my bones. Jake may be right, that I love fast and hard, but it’s different with Lily. I don’t believe in fate, but I believe in listening to the world around you. Loving Lily feels like it gives me the steady strength of the trees in the forest, the warmth of the early morning sun rays hitting my face, and the rush of stepping into the river water on a spring day.

With that thought, I make my way back to the bedroom, crawling into bed next to my future. She latches onto me instantly, letting out a sigh when my arms wrap around her. Sleep drags me under easily, where I dream of the perfect summer day with my girl.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

lily

“Good morning, baby,” Thoren steps into the room, handing me a cup of hot coffee.

I sit up to take a sip, noting that it’s made exactly how I like. “I preferred how you woke me up this weekend, but this is a good second.”

“Nothing would make me happier than to have you for breakfast every day, but I’d never leave and I have to work.”

I feel a rush of arousal at just the thought of that. Saturday and Sunday, he woke me up with his face between my legs, and the man can eat. He did things that have never been done to me, and didn’t stop until he had wrung every ounce of pleasure from my body. I truly don’t know how his jaw doesn’t hurt, but there are no complaints from me. I read once that women’s cum can turn a man’s beard white, and if that’s the case… well, there’s no hope for him.

“Sorry I slept in and missed our coffee on the deck tradition.”

“It’s okay, it’s raining out anyways. I just wanted to say bye, and let you know I’m taking Shadow to work with me today,” he says with a kiss. “Have a good day, baby.”

He leaves me to it, so I drag myself from the cozy bed to throw on some sweats. I love writing in the rain. Somethingabout the comfort and sound of it really gets my creativity flowing. With my coffee in hand, I meander down the hall to my new office. I don’t know what this room was before, but it’s the perfect cozy office. With the calming pitter patter of rain, I dive into my chapters.

My stomach growls, breaking the spell my writing had on me. I intended to only write for an hour before grabbing breakfast, but looking at the time now, it’s almost past lunch. With three chapters done, I’m not even slightly upset. With phone in hand, I head downstairs to make a sandwich and take something out for dinner.

It’s too quiet in the house without Shadow, so I pull up some music on my phone, but a text notification stops me in my tracks. It’s from a number I know very well, despite having deleted his contact. Tyler’s text reads, ‘Drop the lawsuit, Lily’ and nothing more.

I see red; anger radiating through my body. The audacity of him to lie to me, and treat me like he did and now finally, the first thing he says to me after getting me fired is to drop the lawsuit. There is no way in hell that’s happening. I immediately pull up Kinsley’s number and call her office, knowing she will tell me what to do with this.

Her receptionist puts me on hold while she gets her, then Kinsley’s kind voice answers, “Hey Lily, what’s going on?”

“Tyler texted me telling me to drop the lawsuit.”

Her voice is hard when she responds, “Send me that. Screenshot, and send it to me, but absolutely do not respond. Anything at all from him, text, emails, calls, whatever it is, record it and send it to me.”

“Okay. Is this going to keep happening?”

“I don’t know, but if he’s already sent one, he is probably stupid enough to send more. My team has the subpoena submitted to get their phone and email records. I’m going to addyours to the list, too,” she says, her voice softening again. “If he’s texting you, that means he’s scared and he damn well should be. We’re going to nail him and that entire company, Lily, don’t worry.”

“Okay.”

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