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Me too.

She nips at my bottom lip, a small smile playing at her lips. My hand connects with her right ass cheek, and she whimpers. I thread my fingers through her hair and tug on the roots, taking her mouth in another delicious kiss, tasting the peppermint on her tongue.

Her movements slow, and she cries out her release against my lips, her body shuddering above me. Once she comes down from her high, I shift her off my lap, laying her on her back. Her tits are bared to me, and a pool of wetness is visible against the fabric of her shorts, giving me a glimpse at the outline of her swollen pussy.

With one knee on either side of her body, I release my weeping cock. “Be a good girl and push your tits together.”

She looks up at me through hooded eyes, biting down on her bottom lip as she follows my order.

“That’s it. Fuck, Liv. You should see yourself.”I slip my cock into the crease and thrust forward. Each brush of my rigid length against her soft flesh pushes me closer to the edge. I let out an involuntary whimper, every thrust feeling like ecstasy.

“Come for me,” she murmurs, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.

This woman is going to be the death of me.

I’m trembling as I reach the precipice, sweat beading down my back. A few more thrusts and I’m coming between her tits, coating her chest in my cum, scattered droplets landing on her chin and tongue.

She releases her breasts and trails two fingers through the mess I’ve made, then brings them to her mouth and sucks. As if she couldn’t get any fucking hotter, her hand slides around my neck and she brings my mouth to hers in a filthy kiss. If I hadn’t just come, I would be ready to go all over again.

Replacing her tank top, I tug her into my arms bridal style and carry her down the hallway to the shower.

“What’s with you wanting to carry me?” she asks. “I can walk.”

“Clearly, I need to work harder, so you can’t. Get in the shower so I can make it up to you.”

It takes two more orgasms before Olivia’s well and truly spent. I carry her out of the en suite bathroom in nothing but a towel, set her down on the side of my bed closest to the window, and pad over to the dresser to grab one of my battered tees. Returning to her side, I tug it over her head and pull the covers up to her chin. She smiles lazily up at me. I kiss her swollen lips, replaying the vision of that mouth wrapped around my cock moments ago in the shower.

I don’t bother walking around the bed. Instead, I crawl over her body enough to lay my head against her soft stomach, wrapping myself around her as I trace circles just below her belly button.

“Hi, little Hayes,” I murmur. “It’s your daddy.”

Her breath catches, and her fingers brush through my hair.

“You probably already figured this out, but your Mama is amazing. So kind and fierce. You have a big sister to look up to, maybe even torment a little. Siblings are funny that way. Your Uncle Jaxy and Uncle Griff were always a pain in my ass, but I love them. And Auntie Ruby is going to be obsessed with you, I just know it. You have a big, beautiful family that loves you so much already. We can’t wait to meet you.”

I glance up at Olivia, who is fast asleep with her lips slightly parted.

“I love you,” I whisper, kissing her belly. “So much.”

Chapter 21

Missing Pieces

?Love is a Cowboy - Kelsea Ballerini

Olivia

“Hi, Livie. It’s Mom. I was hoping you could come over today so we can talk. I have a lot of things I want to say. I miss you. Call me.”

I replay the voicemail for the third time,fighting the intense need to rush over to Mom’s house. There’s still an undercurrent of hurt and disappointment I haven’t been able to shake.

“Go. You’ll regret it if you don’t.”Wilder stands against the doorframe.

I glance over at him. “How long have you been listening?”

He steps away from the wall and sinks onto the sofa beside me, turning so his body is facing mine. “Long enough to know you need to go see your mom and hear what she has to say. You don’t have to forgive her, but you owe it to yourself to try.”

“What if they can’t accept this?”