Page 47 of Make Your Save

She coos again, her hands moving back up to her mouth.

“If you want to stay like this all night, I won’t object.” I smile at her, warmth washing over me as it mixes with sadness. “I don’t feel like I get enough time with you, anyways.”

Lucy just stares, half smiling as she starts to suck harder on her fingers. Knowing her signs, I give her the bottle back and she starts to suck on the nipple, filling her stomach as she drinks steadily. It only takes about ten minutes and an empty bottle for her to be fully in a milk coma in my arms.

I move to burp her, but the movement causes the gas to escape her and she lets out a loud belch. She smiles in her sleep and I laugh to myself, careful to be quiet enough that I don’t wake her as I lay her down in her crib.

After she’s settled, I allow myself a few more moments to soak up the tenderness of her before I slip out of her room and step into the hall. Hadley inhales sharply, quickly stepping out of the way as I almost collide with her.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” Hadley exclaims in a hushed voice. “I didn’t even hear you coming out of Lucy’s room.”

My breath catches in my throat as I realize she’sstanding in front of me in a robe and a pair of slippers. Her legs are bare and the sharp V cut in the front makes it look as if she’s wearing nothing beneath.

I notice a pink tint creeping across her cheeks as she rolls her lips between her teeth.

“I thought you were in bed.”

She lets out a nervous laugh. “I ended up taking a bath instead, but I’m on my way to bed now.”

I swallow roughly, watching her carefully as I feel the blood rushing to my cock. Goddamn her and goddamn the effect she has on me.

“Let me get out of your way then.” My voice is strained and gruff as I slide out of the way, letting her pass me. She smells like vanilla and raspberry and the smell infiltrates my senses, immediately swirling to my brain.

She smells good enough to fucking eat.

I wonder if her pussy tastes as good as she smells.

Jesus fucking Christ, what is wrong with me?

“Good night, Ro,” she says softly, just before she slips into her bedroom.

“Good night,” I mumble, although I’m not sure she hears the word as her door shuts.

The sound of Hadley’s voice caresses my eardrums and I loiter in the hallway, staring at her door before forcing myself to go to my own room. I want to walk to her door and knock on it before slipping inside with her, but I know I can’t.

My feet begin to move and I head to my bedroom then into my en suite bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I turn on the shower, the hot water immediatelyhitting the floor as I strip out of my clothing and throw them into the hamper.

The glass door slides open as I pull on it and step inside. There’s a massive bathtub in the corner of the room and then there’s a stand-up shower. I step into the hot water, feeling the beads of liquid rolling down my back. Tilting my head back, I let my eyelids fall shut, inhaling deeply as I feel the heat soothing my tired muscles.

I find my shampoo on the shelf and work it into a lather on my scalp, washing away the sweat and dirt before I move on to my body. My mind drifts to the thought of Hadley, seeing her in the hallway wearing nothing but a robe. I didn’t expect to see her like that, but now that I have, I cannot erase the memory or the thought from my brain.

I need to scrub it away, but I can’t. Trust me, I try, but as I rub the soap along the length of my cock, it only grows harder over time. If only I could have my way with her...if only I could allow myself to give in to that temptation just one fucking time.

I don’t know which is hotter...seeing her in a robe or seeing her wearing my jersey tonight. When we parted ways at the rink earlier this evening, she was only wearing a sweater. When I saw her in my car after we were leaving, that’s when I noticed the jersey.

And fuck...what I wouldn’t give to see her in that instead of a goddamn robe, with nothing underneath. Only her skin for me to touch and tease and fuck and please.

Thinking about her this way isn’t what I should bedoing. She dated my brother and she’s only here to help me get custody of Lucy. It’s not supposed to be anything more. She has a career, she has a life outside of these four walls. After everything is squared away and it’s time for her to get back to work, she’s going to leave us.

Imagining her wearing nothing but my jersey may not be right, but she can’t read my thoughts. She can’t see me in the shower right now with my cock in my hand, hard as a fucking rock for her. What she doesn’t know will never hurt her.

Sucking in a deep breath, I tilt my head back, my eyelids falling shut as I imagine her standing outside of the shower door. She slides it open, her eyes finding mine as she grabs the bottom hem of my jersey, lifting it up over her body, before tossing it onto the floor behind her. My hand wraps tighter around my cock and I slowly start to stroke it up and down as I continue with my fantasy.

Hadley pulls her hair free from her ponytail, her auburn hair cascading in soft waves down the middle of her back. It shifts around her body as she enters the shower, closing the door behind her as she shuts the two of us in there together. She moves closer to me, her body pressing against me as she wraps her hands around the back of my neck.

Hot water streams down her taut body and one of my hands falls to her waist, gripping her hip as the other slides through her hair, along her scalp. I grab a handful of auburn hair, jerking her head back as my face drops down to hers. My lips immediately find hers.She tastes like mint and I kiss her deeply, my tongue plunging into her mouth as it dances with her tongue.

Hadley kisses me back with a ferocity that has my toes curling before she pulls away. She stares up at me, mischief dancing in her hazel orbs before she begins to move down my torso, her lips leaving a trail of delicate kisses as she lowers herself onto her knees in front of me.

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