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As soon as the elevator doors opened, I dashed down the hallway, knowing he’d chase me. The hole in my plan became obvious, though, since I could do nothing but stand by the door. West opened it, tossed our stuff inside, and then picked me up in his arms, one hand under my knees and the other behind my back.

He kicked the door closed, entered the bathroom, and put me in the tub. “Strip for me, Emilia. Between the hot water and my tongue on your pussy, I’ll have you warmed up in no time.”

I didn’t hesitate to take off my bathing suit. And soon, with the hot water spraying down on us, West did exactly as promised and made me scream his name.

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In fact, West had made me come twice more on the bed before we both just lay there, my head on his chest and his arms around me, in a post-orgasm haze. I took the opportunity to run my hand through his chest hair and chuckled when I noticed a few silver ones among the dark ones.

He lightly swatted my butt. “Now what are you laughing at?”

I propped my head on his chest and smiled up at him. “Nothing. I’m just studying and learning more about your body.”

He frowned. “And yet you found something to laugh about. It’d better not be my tattoo. I got shit enough about it back in Ridgefield.”

I vaguely knew he had ink on his upper left arm but moved to straddle his waist so I could get a better look at it. He easily moved his arm and torso so I could see it more clearly.

There was a fierce wolf standing and howling at the moon. It looked a lot like the ones I’d seen inked on Beck and Zach, when we’d all gone swimming. But just below the howling wolf were two little pups, playing with some butterflies and ladybugs. One of the little wolves was at a distance, crouched down, waiting to pounce. The other was in mid-twirl with a butterfly on its tail and a ladybug on its nose.

“It’s me and my children. I got the big one with Beck one night, when we were drunk. Later, I added the two little ones. That way, I would always be able to see my family, remember my kids, and let them know how much I always wanted them near me.”

My voice was scratchy as I said, “That’s beautiful, West.”

He grunted. “It made Wyatt and Avery happy, and that was enough for me. I’ve gotten shit for the butterflies and ladybugs, though. But Avery loves them, so I got them for her.”

I traced the wolf in mid-twirl. “Avery.” And then the one waiting patiently to pounce. “And Wyatt.”

“Yes.”

I moved until I lay on West’s chest, took his face in my hands, and kissed him. “You grunt and scowl, but deep down, you’re a big softie.” He grunted extra-long on purpose, and I laughed. “Still a big softie.”

West rolled me onto my back and pinned my hands above me. He took his time nipping my bottom lip, lightly kissing the corners of my mouth, and then finally took my lips in a searing, devouring kiss.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and rocked against his hard cock.

He groaned. “I’m going to need another condom, aren’t I?”

Part of me wanted to say no, and yet, I’d sworn off men last year and stopped taking birth control. As much as I hated remembering to take it, I would start again. Because the thought of West inside me with nothing between us made me want to moan.

Not tonight, though. So I kissed him and said, “Yes.”

After sliding his dick through my pussy lips a few times, he finally released me with a growl. Once he’d put on a condom—we’d probably need another box for tomorrow, at this rate—he came back to the bed. He pushed my thighs wide, positioned his cock, and thrust slowly inside me.

I was a little sore after so much sex, but he kissed my mouth tenderly, rocking against me slowly, and I forgot about everything but the man above me. We stared at one another, saying nothing, and I held on to his shoulders. Something about his gaze was intense and heated and almost tender.

It would be so easy to fall in love with Weston Wolfe.

No.I wasn’t thinking that far into the future. So I leaned up to claim his mouth, and West moved faster, angling my hips up to make me moan harder.

When his hand found my clit and stroked, it was too much. As I came, West stilled and shouted my name.

He rolled onto his back and pulled me close, his heart beating under my ear, and soon it lulled me to sleep, complete with dreams of what my life would look like in the future, with West and his kids as my family.

ChapterThirty-Two

Weston

Aunt Lori:Did you let your hair down in Reno?

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