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“Your decision is hell no,” I huff out.

With a grin on his face, he walks back up to me and pulls me to his chest. “Is someone jealous?”

My cheeks redden as I look away. “No?”

“It’s sexy as hell, baby. You can be jealous all you want. I like it.”

He cups my cheek as he tilts my head back and lightly kisses my lips. Today can’t be more stressful, but Gabe’s kisses can always bring me back to a calm reality. If I lose him, I don’t know what I’ll do.

“Maggie mentioned lunch just a few minutes before you got home, are you hungry?”

“I could eat.”

He releases me with a light chuckle before he heads toward the steps, stopping to wait for me. There is nothing I won’t do to keep Gabe in my life, and besides the pregnancy, now I have to worry about some old cougar woman wanting him as well. Well game on, bitch, you can’t have him without a fight, and I’ve been fighting my whole life.

Chapter forty-six

Gabe

The early morning rays of sunshine are just beginning to peek over the horizon, casting a perfect orange glow through the apartment. It almost doesn't feel real that we’re here, starting our lives together as we put our pasts behind us. I can't think of any other woman I'd want to share this with than her. Bentley is everything to me.

Rolling over, I stare at her sweet, sleeping face as her chest rises and falls in perfect rhythm. She wore a tank top to bed last night as we both struggled through the heat, and now I can see her perfect side-boob poking out of the thin fabric. My hands itch to touch her, but I won't unless I can wake her.

I move closer to her, pressing my growing erection against her thigh as I lightly place my hand on her stomach. A few of myfingers brush against her bare skin as the tank top has ridden up in her sleep.

She’s so fucking beautiful. I can literally stare at her for hours and be completely calm. There is something about her entire presence that draws me to her.

"Bentley," I whisper as my hand slowly rubs her stomach. "Baby, wake up."

She shifts slightly but I know she’s still sleeping. My hand very slowly moves her tank top above her navel before I circle it with my index finger.

"Baaaaaby," I draw out in a hushed tone, "It's time to wake up."

"Mmm," she moans in her sleep as she turns to her side and shoves her ass into my erection.

I bite my bottom lip as my eyes roll into the back of my head. She’s going to kill me if she moves that sweet ass of hers. My fingers dig into her side as I lean forward and lightly kiss the top of her shoulder.

"I've got something for you," I whisper against her neck.

She moans again as her hips push her ass harder against me. My hips push forward, grinding my erection into her back side. She really needs to wake up before I blow a load in my briefs. Morning wood is no joke.

Then she surprises me when she reaches between us, slips her hand inside my briefs, and stroking my raging hard-on. I inhale a sharp breath and lean my hip out so she can stroke me better. The skin on skin contact is almost too much but I’m enjoying the hell out of it. Her thumb brushes across the tip as she rubs my pre-cum down the backside of my shaft.

Her hips move in perfect rhythm with her stroking hand as my hand slides up the inside of her tank top and brushes across her breast. Arching her back, her breast pushes into my palm asI lightly squeeze her before I flick my thumb over her hard, tight nipple.

“Ah,” she lightly moans out as I continue to tease her nipple.

She removes her hand from my cock as she tugs at my briefs. My hips lift so she can push them down, allowing my dick to spring free and slap against her bare ass. I love it when she doesn’t sleep with any panties on. Easy access is my favorite when it comes to her, and I love it even more when she listens to my wants and needs. If I had it my way, I’d burn every pair and never let her wear any ever again.

My dick sits between her ass cheeks as I begin to grind against her, stroking my dick with her ass. Her hips move with me but it’s too much. I need to be inside of her right now.

I leave her breast and slide down her side until I can grab her thigh. Lifting her leg, I adjust and slide my cock against her pussy. She’s so fucking wet that I slide across her effortlessly. She lets out another small moan before I grab my dick, center over her opening, and slowly push in.

“Oh my God!” She cries out.

She’s so tight I have to squeeze my eyes shut and slow my inward thrusts. There is something about her tight pussy that nearly pushes me over the edge the second I get inside of her. She squeezes me like a vice, milking my cock perfectly as I move in and out of her at a snail’s pace.

My other arm hooks around her neck beneath her before I slip into the top of her tank top and grab her perky breasts. Are they bigger? My mind must be playing tricks on me. Fucking hell, she’s going to be the death of me.

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