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Her walls squeeze around my cock as she comes, her body tensing as I hold off my own release.

“That’s it, come for me,” I mutter against her lips, she flings her head back, just missing the wall as her release takes over. Fuck me if that isn’t a beautiful site.

As soon as her walls loosen and flutter, I remove myself from her heat and drop her legs. Without a second thought, Pen drops to her knees and takes my cock into her mouth, and I praise her, “Fuck yes,” as she deep throats me.

I lift up and press on the panel against the wall, switching off part of the shower head so it doesn’t blind her and watch as she sucks my cock, moaning as she does while bringing her hand up and massaging my balls.

Pen squeezes my balls as she sucks and somehow manages to rub her tongue underneath my cock at the same time, and that does it.

“Fuck!” I shout as my balls tighten, then unload down her throat. Without breaking eye contact, she swallows my cum, making my cock twitch despite my release and I moan in pleasure.

As soon as I’m finished, I pull out of her mouth and grip my dick. My girl leans forward and licks the tip, not leaving anything behind, before I lift her underneath her arms and up my body.

She wraps her legs around my waist, and I enter my semi-hard cock back inside her before kissing her. I tangle my tongue withhers, tasting my own cum and I moan while she tightens her legs around me and wiggles her hips, indicating she isn’t finished yet. I know then I’ll be spending the night inside her.

Fuck me, this girl is perfect, and I’m one lucky fucker.

Chapter 25

Penelope – A Week Later

“I cannot believe you are famous,” Avery mutters from beside me as I drive towards Taylor's or ratherourpenthouse, I guess I should say.

“I’m no more famous than you,” I tell her, and she snorts, denying my claims instantly.

“No, you don’t get it. The world could see how much Tony and I gravitated towards each other. It is why there were always those affair rumors.” I cut her off and state, “They weren’t rumors,” making her chuckle.

“Not the point,” she retorts, making me smile. She continues, “What I mean is, before that night, Taylor was known as the team’s biggest player. I looked it up, he had a different girl every night, Pen.”

I indicate and change lanes as I sing a song, “Not helping Aves…”

“Right, sorry…. Anyhow, what I meant is you’ve got New York's most eligible player, and not only that, but you had his child and kept it secret from the press. They’re having a field day,” she says excitedly.

I pull up to a traffic light and sigh, “Avery, they’re calling me a trapper, a name, mind you, Xanthe should have.”

I look in the rearview mirror, my eyes going to the forward-facing mirror on the headrest, which shows Hudson asleep soundly, and I smile a little.

“I know,” she says, “And that is only because of his ex-agent spreading lie after lie, but not all news outlets see you that way or people on social media. Most of them call you his lucky charm.”

I roll my eyes at that statement. Luck has nothing to do with them winning. It was all down to the team playing as one against a team who had paid off the ref to ensure they won like asshole cheaters.

“Did you hear the Eagles are now under investigation like the Sparks, and that ref is looking at jail time!” Avery gasps as she reads off her phone.

The light turns green, and I put my car into gear and turn right as I chuckle and let him know, “He lost his job, Avery, and probably will be banned from all sports, but he won’t go to jail.”

She frowns and looks disappointed, making me smirk as I drive into the parking lot under the high-rise building, the barrier lifting instantly, recognizing my license plate.

“I can’t believe you forgot the diaper bag,” Avery sighs, and I stick a tongue out at her, making her chuckle.

We’re supposed to be going to Mom and Dad's for a few hours while Taylor practices. Dad’s having withdrawals of grandson time after we spent the past week at away games with Taylor, which I must admit was fun.

The Red Lions only have one more team to beat before making it to the finals, but thankfully, that game is in Philadelphia, so not too far.

I park and say, “I won’t be a minute,” Avery nods, and I look in the mirror to check on Hudson to see him still asleep.

I climb out of the car and rush over to the elevator; the night we made Hudson came back in full force, making me smile as I press the pass over the keypad before the doors open, all while I mumble how much of an idiot I am for forgetting Hudson’s bag.

I was halfway to our parents' place too…

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