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The pleading tone of her voice does something to me, andI shove my sweats down to free myself, guiding into her easily.
She’s so ready she chokes out a moan, pushing back against me, and Dominic leans closer, watching her parted mouth.
“Dom. Want you closer,” she whimpers, and he stands up, his erection obvious in his tight jeans.
As she pants, on all fours as I thrust into her, he frees himself from his pants.
She instantly moves forward, taking him into her mouth.
My thrusts bob her head, and Dominic lets out a long moan as he thrusts down her throat.
God, having her like this, nearly spit-roasted between us, and knowing how much she loves it...
It makes my balls draw up, and I have to think about baseball cards not to spill inside her like a damn teenager.
Her moans are pitching up and up, and I’m glad my walls are thick.
She clenches around me when she starts to come, and I can’t hold back anymore, taking hold of her hips and fucking her at a bruising pace.
She whines and explodes around me again, her juices gushing all over me, and I groan, spilling inside her suddenly at the visual display.
Dominic pants, clearly spent, and kneels down to cup her face.
“You all right, Liv?”
“Good,” she slurs. “Feels so good, want more.”
“More?” He chuckles. “Gonna have to give me a few minutes, honey.”
I pull slowly out of her and adjust my sweats, standing to scoop her up and take her into the bedroom.
She wiggles under the covers, removing her tank top and getting in naked.
I’m already tugging off my sweats and getting in with her, but Dominic stands at the edge of the bed, something conflicted in his expression.
“Come on. Little girl clearly wants cuddles.”
“Don’t tell me what to do, old man.” There’s no real bite to her words, though, and soon enough, he climbs in on the other side of Olivia.
She cuddles up to him, entangling her legs with mine.
I chuckle and kiss her bare shoulder.
I start to get drowsy.
I could actually get used to this.
Chapter Thirty-Three
DOMINIC
I must be moretired and tipsy than I thought, because I doze off easily, waking up a few hours later discombobulated.
Sebastian’s penthouse is a lot different from my one-bedroom apartment, and it takes me a long while to figure out where I am.
But Olivia’s weight and warmth next to me tells me everything I need to know.
I’m with her. I’m home, no matter where that happens to be.
