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She looks up at me, and her tits rise and fall with labored breaths. She’s close too.

That’s it.

I bend at the waist and do a sit up, yanking her up my body. Her legs part, falling around my hips.

I slide my fingers through her wet pussy once. She shudders when I circle her clit. I never take my eyes off hers when I put my hands to her hips and sink her onto my cock.

Wet.

Tight.

And all mine.

She rides my dick, fucking herself and me into a combined state of utopia, while I put my thumb between her legs. She moves faster, taking us to a new place.

Her head falls back, and I get to watch as she comes. Her gasps fill the room, and I take over, gripping her hips and pounding into her.

I groan when I come, and hold her down on me.

She falls to my chest, exhausted and sated. I put one hand on her ass and the other on her head that rests on my chest. “If you wake me like that every day, I’ll live a perfect life.”

She huffs one laugh. “I’m actually not a morning person.”

I dip my hand farther to cup her at our connection. “I bet I could convince you to like mornings.”

“I bet you could convince me of anything.” She turns her head and presses her lips to my pec. “We need to get up. We’re going to be late.”

“I have a surprise for you.”

She looks up and frowns. “I’m not sure I can handle any more surprises after yesterday.”

“After we took your mother into custody last night, I packed your shit. I stuffed as much as I could into every bag and suitcase I could find. We might have to rent a tractor trailer, but we’ll get it across the country somehow.”

Her expression transforms into the happiest shock I’ve seen on her so far. “You did?”

“Baby, you’ve got a lot of shit. I think you underestimate the size of the closets I can afford in Queens. I don’t know where we’re going to put everything.”

She surges up to press her lips to mine. “I don’t care. Thank you!”

I pull her to me for one more kiss. “Let’s go home.”

48

BREAKING UP THE BAND

Landyn

“Iput in for a promotion and got it. I’m leaving the New York Division.”

“What?” Brax clips.

“The fuck?” Micah bites. “You’re breaking up the band?”

I watch Brax and Micah glance at each other before turning their glares back on Tim who wears a sheepish wince. You can tell this conversation isn’t an easy one for him.

“Um, congratulations,” I offer since no one else in the room has. “Where are you moving to?”

“Yeah,” Micah echoes. “Whereareyou going?”

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