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My heart is pounding as I watch him, listen to him. I lose control of myself. One minute, I’m lying on the bed with him on his knees, jacking off between my parted legs. The next, I’m attacking him. My mouth crashes against his as I push him onto his back and climb up his body. His mouth is hard on mine, our lips smashing together, our tongues tangling, our teeth knocking together. His hands are rough on my hips, waiting for me to line us up. I move my hips until I feel his tip pressing against my entrance, and then he’s pulling me down.

His long, hard cock slides into me, spreading my walls to the point of stretching. I sink lower and lower before lifting back up. He yanks me down hard and fast. Finally, I’m fully seated on him and I’m crying out in pain and pleasure. He silences my cries with his mouth, thrusting into me from beneath. Slamming into me is enough to push me over the edge after he had me wound so tightly. He thrusts hard and fast, again and again, working me higher and higher, as an orgasm washes through my body.

I ride out every wave of pleasure and when my ride ends, he rolls me beneath him. His thrusts are powerful, pushing me up the bed and causing the headboard to crash against the wall. The mattress is squeaking with our weight and the sound of his skin smacking against mine fills the room.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect,” he whispers against my neck while his hips thrust into me again and again with all of his strength. “I don’t know what it is about you, Emery.” His hand tightens on my thigh, lifting my leg higher and giving him more access. When he thrusts forward this time, it feels like he’s moving even deeper in my body. The feeling is intense, pain mixed with pleasure. “I want to spend the rest of my life making you come on my dick, beautiful. Come for me again, Emery.” His thumb moves to my clit and he begins rubbing against it while filling me completely.

My release has been slowly building back up, but having him touch me like this, it pushes me over the edge in a rush. My orgasm hits hard as it shatters and rains throughout my body. My toes curl and my legs go numb. My heart races and my lungs freeze. And then I feel a flood of warmth between us, a foreign feeling that I’ve never experienced before. My bones feel like they’ve been set on fire.

“Oh fuck,” he whispers, causing my eyes to open and see him moving above me. “You just soaked the bed and I can’t…” He explodes inside of me. His eyes fall shut and his hips move faster, his thrusts harder and deeper. His breathing gets heavy, soft moans and grunts falling from his lips as he empties himself of every last drop. I feel his load wash through my body as his hips slow to a stop. Tired and weak, he collapses against me.

* * *

“Daddy? I up,” the cutest, softest little voice says.

I open my eyes and lift my head, seeing Ava crawling onto the foot of the bed.

Her eyes stretch wide and she smiles. “Emy? You still here?”

“Shit,” Lincoln mutters.

Ava gasps. “Daddy! Bad word.”

“Sorry, princess. Hey, why don’t you go downstairs and find your show. I’ll be down in a minute. Okay?”

She nods. “Okay.” She jumps off the bed and starts toward the door. Before she walks out, she turns back. “Emy, you my mommy now?”

“Ava, go,” Lincoln says.

She rolls her blue eyes and stomps out.

“Sorry about that,” Lincoln says, sitting up in bed.

I shake my head. “It’s fine. I’m sure she’ll forget all about this by the time you get her to daycare.”

* * *

“Emy, you left before breakfast,” Ava says the minute Lincoln walks her into the daycare.

Every single woman I work with stops what they’re doing as they spin to face us.

I let out a nervous laugh. “Thanks for that, Ava.”

She frowns as Lincoln signs her in. “Aren’t you hungry, Emy? You no eat. Daddy made pancakes and bacon.”

I open the door for her. “Go on inside and play, Ava.”

She sees one of her friends and she runs inside without another word but everyone is still staring at Lincoln and I.

“Sorry about that,” I whisper across the counter.

He waves his hand. “I’m the one that should be sorry. I should have locked the door. I wasn’t thinking all that clearly, obviously.”

I’m not sure what that means. Does that mean he considers sleeping with me again to be a mistake? “Yeah, I guess neither of us were.” I glance around, finding everyone trying to be close enough to hear us.

I take a deep breath. “Can I walk you out?”

He looks around and nods.

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