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One, two, three more thrusts, my orgasm explodes, and I come with a shout down her throat.

She rolls her tongue around me, cleaning me as she slowly pulls off. Her tits heave with her breath, but the satisfied smile on her face lets me know she loved every second.

I drop to the floor beside her, kicking off my shoes and pants.

“Come here.” Hooking her behind her head, I crawl over, taking Isla to her back and kissing her. I drop my forehead to hers. “You’re incredible,” I murmur.

“You’re pretty great yourself.”

“Oh yeah?”

Her palms cup my cheeks. “Definitely.” She shifts beneath me, her hips rising from the floor.

Pressing my thigh between her legs, I grin against her cheek. “Need me to take care of that needy pussy?”

“Would you mind? It’s sort of your fault she’s all worked up.”

I suck the flimsy skin of her earlobe into my mouth. “It would be my pleasure.”

26

Isla

Little kidsin costumes are everywhere. Aiden and I step out of his car at the Powell Sanctuary’s annual Halloween trunk-or-treat event. The dusk is rapidly turning to dark, but thankfully this parking lot is well lit in a golden glow. About twenty cars are parked with their trunks open, offering prepackaged goodie bags and candy to the little ones.

I shiver in the falling temps and pull my white beanie lower over my ears.

“You two look adorable!” Juniper bounces over, the tails of her red flannel shirt flowing behind her. She waves a thick chopper glove at Aiden.

“Thanks. We felt it fit the theme.” I roll my hand over my belly. I cut a hole in my sweatshirt for the round bump and painted it to look like a ball. Aiden’s dressed in ears and face paint to look like a dog.

“It’s my favorite night of the year,” he says, popping open his trunk.

“What are you two?” I ask Juniper.

She grins. “I’m Paul Bunyan. And Lee is Babe the Blue Ox.” Jeans, boots, suspenders, and a beanie complete the look of the legendary lumberjack.

I burst into laughter as Lee lumbers into view, his entire face blue and a pair of blue horns on his head.

“You look like a Smurf,” I snort.

“Or a Teletubby.” Aiden laughs.

“It’s for the kids,” Lee grumbles, tossing his arm around Juniper’s shoulders and kissing her on the side of the head.

“You’re going to get your blue on me,” she whines.

“That’s not the only thing I’m going to get on you.” This time his kiss lands on her mouth.

“Lee Powell, there are children here,” Juniper hisses, smiling against his lips.

“Yeah, like your own niece and nephew.” Jack and crew join the group with Jude and Frankie following.

“No baby Soren?” I don’t see Whitney in the bunch.

“Too soon. They’re getting some much-needed rest at home with the porch light off.” Jack passes out orange pumpkin buckets to Lucy and Bennett.

“Show me your costumes.” Aiden crouches down to get a better look.

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