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If I were being honest, I didn’t want to pull away.

Maybe I wasn’t as honorable as I thought.

When her petite fingers encircled my cock, and she stroked me up and down, I could only concede, I was a dishonorable bastard because there was no way I was going to tell her to stop.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Adam

I woke up in the middle of the night with my arm around Lainey’s waist and my stiff dick situated in the cleft of her naked ass. I wanted to wake her up and go for round two, but I knew she was going to have to wake up soon and feed Conor.

She needed her rest, not some horndog trying to fuck her at two in the morning. She’d already made me see stars when she’d taken me in her mouth earlier.

But why was she grinding her ass against my cock now?

Was she having a sex dream?

“Are you going to fuck me already?”

Nope, not a dream.

“I don’t have condoms, baby girl.”

“I’m clean. They tested me for everything under the sun when I was pregnant.”

“I’m clean, too. That’s not what I’m worried about. I don’t think you want to give Conor a sibling so soon, do you?”

“Breast feeding is a form of birth control. For the first few months, anyway.”

My cock moved at the idea of fucking her raw. I’d never gone without protection.

I skimmed my hand from her stomach to between her thighs, and I murmured in her ear, “So are you going to take my cock like a good girl?”

She pressed her ass harder against my dick.

“Every. Inch.”

Oh fuck!

Her sassiness was going to be my downfall.

“Are you wet for me, princess?”

“Why don’t you check and see.”

“I’m going to spank that pussy if you keep talking back.”

“Promise?”

She shrieked softly when I flipped her onto her back and spread her legs. Without hesitating, I delivered three swift blows to her clit.

The little minx moaned and lifted her hips.

I smeared her juices around her labia and clit and admonished, “You’re a dirty girl. Look how wet your pussy is.”

“The easier to fuck me with your big cock,” she taunted as she swiveled her hips against my length.

Gripping my dick, I rubbed the tip against her clit, and she let out a soft moan as her hands cupped her tits over her bra. She hadn’t taken the thing off, and after our conversation earlier, I suspected I knew why.

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