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“That’s it, fuck, that’s so good,” I groan, reaching for her head with my other hand. I push her down deeper, slowly at first. “Deep throat me. Fuck, let me feel the back of your throat.”

At that moment of taking me deeper, my tip tapping that sweet throat, I push a finger into her ass, and she groans with a mouthful.

I lie there, never knowing until now how much I needed Amelia. Just seeing her bent over me sends erotic jolts of electricity through me. We’re moving at a steady tempo, my hips moving faster, and my girl is keeping up, her mouth full of my cock, and she’s handling it so well. Her sweet ass takes my finger deep, and she’s quivering against me.

A primal sound scratches the back of my throat as I feel that explosive sensation shoving through me.

“Fuck, that’s it, swallow all of me,” I call out as I pull out of her cute ass and grasp the mattress as I burst into her mouth like a storm, coming so fast, so close, it rattles me. It rushes out of me like a river, and I watch her swallowing, working her throat to take all of me.

I eye my beauty, wanting to explore everything with her, while my emotions are tearing me apart at how fast I’ve fallen for her. I have no doubts that we’re going to have a family together. I can’t fucking wait to see her pregnant, that belly so beautiful, and me fucking her.

Shuddering, I ride the wave, eyes shut, the world seeming to move in circles with me as I pump harder, faster, like I’ve got endless baby cum for her.

Calming down, I breathe easier. Slipping my eyes open, I find my little dove resting the side of her head on my hip, her body on her side, while half my cock remains in her mouth.

“Gorgeous?”

She’s breathing heavily, and I look over to find she’s fallen asleep, yet her mouth still suckles my cock.

I’m unsure what to do, yet I can’t stop staring at how adorable she looks. She loves my cock that much, so who am I to wake her if she’s content? I grab a couple of pillows and propthem up behind me and watch her slowly sucking my cock. In all honesty, the sensation is incredible, her mouth so wet and warm.

I doubt I’ll be getting any sleep tonight…

CHAPTER SIX

AMELIA

Waking up in Daxton’s bed, a sense of warmth and contentment wraps around me. The kind I haven’t known in a long time. For a moment, I just lie there alone, floating in the bliss of a good night’s sleep. My mouth tastes a bit furry, but then the reality of last night comes crashing back. I’m slightly overwhelmed by how quickly things escalated. Ryker destroyed my place, and now here I am with Daxton, who’s not just wealthy, but... last night, I told him I wanted him to breed me. And we had unprotected sex… God!

The thought should scare me more than it does, but there’s something about Daxton that feels right, despite the whirlwind of emotions and events. As I’m lost in thought, the smell of pancakes wafts up to me, and my stomach growls in response. After a quick shower and throwing on jeans and a tee, I head downstairs barefoot.

Daxton is in the kitchen, wearing just slacks and a blue apron, flipping pancakes. The guy is a hunk, and it’s still impossible for someone like him to want me.

The table is laden with toast, eggs, bacon, chopped fruit, and juice.

“Wow, are we expecting company?” I joke, taking in the feast before me.

He turns with a grin, sets the pan aside, and strides over to me.

“Morning, little dove. How did you sleep?” He kisses me on the mouth, and my mind reels back to last night, my toes curling at the memory. “Now take a seat,” he says. “Start eating; you must be starving after last night.” He winks, and I feel my cheeks heat up.

“Yeah, that was a bit insane, right?” I say, sitting down and filling a bowl with fruit and yogurt.

“By crazy, if you mean mind-blowing and leaving me breathless, then yes, that’s what it was,” he replies, coming over with a plate of pancakes.

I laugh a little nervously. “So, you’re serious about... us... and what happened last night?”

He sits next to me, our knees brushing as he pulls me closer.

“I meant every word, and I thought you did too. You agreed last night.”

“I know I did, but it’s fast, and my brain is catching up. I’m struggling...” I swallow hard, finding it hard to calm my breathing.

“With what?” His hand cups my face, his eyes filled with concern.

“That this is real. I don’t have the best track record with guys,” I admit, feeling vulnerable.

“That’s why you found me. This is the real thing, okay? I’ve thought about it, and you’re moving in with me. I won’t let you go back to that apartment. If you want your own space later, we’ll find you one together, but just know that I will move in next door.” He raises an eyebrow, and I can’t help but laugh.

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