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She nods, rolling her eyes as I smirk. But when I rub the blunt head of my cock between her legs and up to her clit, I can feel myself getting high on the ego boost from the groan she lets rip. “Tell me.”
“Your cock.Please.”
It’s the begged please that hits me, and I roll on the condom. I want to take it slow, I want to savor the momentI’ve waited for, but I don’t know if I can.
Air traps in my throat as I ease inside her. My teeth grit from how tight she is, and the warmth of her pussy gripping me when she arches back has black spots filling my vision. My fingers dig into her hips to steady myself, stop her from pushing onto me quite so quickly because it’ll be over before we barely get going.
“You got what you wanted, Haven. Now let me take my time.”
I still us so I can steady my breathing and focus on the point we join where my dick stretches her out. It’s so fucking hot, seeing her take me, her swollen clit peeking from under its hood, and when I swipe my thumb over it, her pussy clenches so hard it nearly tips me over the edge.
But I wait and watch her adjust to my size with each inch my cock disappears inside her. And a swipe of her clit rewards me with another tight squeeze.
Her tongue darts out, eyes lifting to meet mine. “Alex?—”
“Yeah, baby?”
“It feels so good.”
“I know.” My palms glide over her belly and up to her tits, pulling the scalloped edges of her bra down.
She cries my name as I drive into her, rolling her tight nipples.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, I scoop her up and pull her to the edge of the table. She’s so gone, it’s like lifting a rag doll. Gripping the back of her neck, I twist her head to mine, taking her mouth with the same fervor I thrust into her.
I know she’s close by the way her thighs clamp my hips, and she arches into me, begging, “Don’t stop.” AndI don’t. On her command, I go harder, our bodies slicking together until she screams my name and I follow. My dick jerks so hard I lose balance, falling onto her panting chest.
Her legs flop down, but we stay joined. It’s only when she begins laughing that I finally release myself and pull us both to the floor. Tucking my elbow behind my head, I peer down at her, draped over my chest, all swollen lips, shot pupils, and I swear my heart stops.
Her hair’s all mussed, and I run my fingers through it while I try to remember how to breathe. “What’s so funny?”
She smirks. “Consider me reminded.”
I lift my head with a low chuckle. “You’re a wisearse. You know that, right?”
“Maybe.” She shrugs. “But now it’s got me thinking there might be more I’ve forgotten.”
My head’s back resting on my elbow, and I can’t see her face, but I can hear the amusement in her tone. Along with the challenge. “Are you asking me to show you?”
“I think I am.”
My earlier thought of throwing her over my shoulder returns, so I do just that, and we pick up where we left off.
I fuck her like she wanted, then I make love to her like I wanted, and in between, we laugh and talk and try not to make enough noise to wake our daughter.
And when we fall asleep, Haven is in my arms.
CHAPTER 19
Haven
Iwake up wrapped in two hundred pounds of Englishman, feeling a hundred pounds lighter. Every part of my body warms with a delicious ache. And despite Alex’s soft snoring, and the desperate need to pee, I’m so cozy I don’t want to move.
It’s only when I turn and remember that Everly isn’t in the same room as us that I ease out from under the massive bicep and equally massive thigh pinning me down, and creep out carefully.
Guilt flashes through me when I find her grizzling in her crib, because I’m ten minutes late to give her breakfast. But my brave girl powers through a diaper change before I feed her enough for my boobs to stop hurting, and when we get to the kitchen, I put her in the bouncer while getting her bottle ready for the rest of her breakfast.
While it’s warming, I open the outside door, letting in both a blast of fresh morning air and Dolly, who’s come for her second breakfast.
