Page 73 of Broken Boss Daddy

“Why?” Her voice sounded disappointed.

“Because I want to finish inside of you.”

“Oh, gosh. Yes.”

With nimble fingers, she gave me a final few pumps and shifted herself back up my body. I used my index finger to feel her slit and found that she was dripping wet for me already.

With one thrust, I entered her and fell into a heaven of ecstasy.

Jess’s body stretched, accommodating my length. It was the most incredible feeling in the world.

What came after that was lost on me. Everything revolved around making her feel good, and only her. Jess’s breathy moans filled my ears as I entered her again and again, harder and faster.

She responded to my moves like I did to hers, and together we created a rhythm of intense love.

It wasn’t long before we built it up enough and we both reached the peak. Thrusting hard into her for the last time, Jess tightened around me in her bliss and had me blacking out in pleasure.

Sinking back into bed, I pulled Jess with me and sighed in contentment. “Now, I’m awake.”

Jess swatted my chest and buried herself further into my side. “Mm, I don’t know. I think I might need something more.”

“You have the sexual appetite of a teenage boy.”

“Only when it comes to you,” she said, placing a kiss just under my jawline.

“Have you realized the reverse roles here?” I acted offended. “Ishould be the one beggingyoufor more sex. Not the other way around.”

“Welcome to the new world, love.” Jess patted my cheek then climbed out of bed and found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to slip on.

She threw me a pair of my own shorts and I quickly slipped them on before we climbed back onto the bed. Jess sat with her back against the headboard, and I placed my head in her lap.

“You’re just like Abby.” She playfully rolled her eyes at me.

“Can’t say I’m offended by that.”

Speaking of the devil, Abby came running in with a crazy head of bed hair. “Mommy! Daddy!”

Instantly sitting up, I scooped Abby up and dumped her on the bed, proceeding to tickle her until she was in a fit of giggles and my morning was officially made. There was nothing sweeter than waking up to my woman and my baby’s laughter.

It had been a couple of months since I confessed my guts out on Jess’s parents’ front lawn, and told her that I was staying. Since then, we’d become a proper family.

No more hiding. No more secrets. And no more holding back what we truly wanted.

We recently moved into our own home a couple of houses down from our childhood ones. Having our history and Jess’s parents so close felt like a sign. The idea of it was almost too good to pass over, and we liked that we were still so connected to the path that led us to where we needed to be.

I finally let up on my tickle attack, and wrapped Abby in my arms while I settled back next to Jess. The grin on my face never seemed to leave my face anymore.

Looking at the woman I loved, I admired how carefree and happy she was. It made me think about the ring burning a hole in my bedside drawer. Honestly, I was surprised Jess hadn’t found it yet. She was always rifling through drawers for one thing or another.

I was sure Jess was going to kill me when she saw how big the ring was. The thought of her going off at me about spending my money on ‘unnecessary’ things kind of made me want to pop the question right then and there.

Oh, how I loved my girls.

“Can we go get ice-cream at Grams and Gramps?” Abby asked, bringing my focus back onto her.

Only she would ask for ice-cream at nine in the morning. Well, and Jess. Okay, I would as well.

Abby really had no chance with the two of us as her parents.

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