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There are even photographs of the forest hanging on the walls.

"Mmhmm," he hums, locking the door behind us. "Figured we'd rent it out to campers when we aren't using it, Temptation. It's been around for a long time. It should get some use. And if anyone ever finds themselves in the same spot we were in, it'll be here to save the day."

"I love that." I smile, placing my hand on his cheek. "It's like a little oasis in the middle of nowhere for anyone in need."

"It was for us." He grimaces. "Until the fucking porch collapsed, anyway."

"Well, I mean, you are a giant, so that might have had something to do with it," I tease him. Even now, five years after he quit playing hockey, he's still a giant. His muscles still have muscles, and I get to reap the benefits of all that hard work he put into his body. Yay for me.

"Oh, you want to be a smartass, huh?" He tosses me gently onto the bed, smirking down at me. "You won't find it so easy to sass me when you have my dick in your mouth, Gabbi."

I press my legs together at his threat, moaning. I'll definitely still sass him with his dick in my mouth. I'll just have to get inventive with my teasing. Not that he'll complain. He never does when he's between my lips.

"Maybe you should stop talking already and get on with it, then."

He reaches over his shoulder, pulling his shirt off. I press my thighs together again, eating up the sight of him. He's still so damn beautiful to me. Five years hasn't changed anything. Actually, five years has changed everything. I love this man more and more every single day.

He crawls over me, holding his weight off me on his forearms. "You talk an awful lot of shit for someone about to be tied to this bed for the rest of the day, Temptation," he practically purrs, his eyes dark and heated.

I tip my chin up, meeting his gaze. "If you think you're tying me up, you better be prepared for the consequences, Atlas Jacks."

"Hmm. What consequences would those be?"

I wrap my legs around his waist, leaning forward to press my lips to his ear. "The ones where you breed me and make yourself a daddy again, Atlas," I breathe. "I want your baby."

"Fuck," he growls, making me smile.

Nothing unravels him faster than the thought of getting me pregnant again. And nothing makes me love him more than when he's wild for me. Exactly the way he's always been.

He has me naked in a matter of minutes, my clothes in shreds on the floor. A few seconds later, he's tossing my legs over his head, demanding I sit.

I stretch forward, trying to reach his cock, as he attacks my pussy with his wicked tongue. I wrap my fist around the base of his shift and my lips around the head, earning a grunt from him.

He doesn't play fair, so neither do I. I lick and suck, plunging down on him as far as I can over and over. I torment him with my tongue and my touch, trying to drive him wild. He does the same thing, eating me as if I'm his last meal.

As soon as he pries my cheeks apart, pressing his tongue against my back entrance, I lose it…just like I always do. I come hard, sobbing around his cock as waves break over me, drowning me in bliss.

He keeps eating me there, going back again and again.

"I love this fucking hole," he growls. "If I didn't need in you so bad, I'd be fucking it right now, Temptation."

"Yes!" I sob, unable to continue what I'm doing when he's making me crazy.

"Later," he promises, flipping me onto my stomach beneath him.

My head flies back as he enters me in one hard thrust. We shout together, locked in ecstasy. He doesn't give me a break. He doesn't take it easy on me. After five years, he knows exactly how I like it and what I can handle. He fucks me hard, pounding into me with one hand wrapped in my hair. The other is hard at work between us, playing with my pussy, and then my asshole. He wrecks me, growling curses and praise in my ear. Telling me how tight I am and how good I feel.

"Five fucking years," he rasps, tugging my head back to claim my lips. "Five years, and this pussy gets tighter every fucking time, Temptation. Who owns it?"

"Y-you do. God, Atlas, you do."

"Yeah, I do." He nips my bottom lip, dragging it through his teeth. "You own me too, Gabbi. I was made for you."

I know he was. I never doubt it. This man is my soul. Had I lost him back then, I would have lost the biggest piece of my heart. I would have lost everything. Instead, I got the world. It's right here in this bed. It's the babies we left at home with my brother.

It's us. It's this. And it's been worth every single second.

"Atlas, I'm going to come."

"Good. Come all over me like a fucking good girl so I can give you that baby you want so bad, Temptation. You know you aren't leaving this bed until you're so full of my cum, it's dripping down your legs," he breathes. "You'll be nice and bred by the time we get home Monday."

I press my mouth to his, crying out as heat blows through me, and I come apart at the seams, drowning in him all over again. He growls against my lips and comes, too, holding me tight as we unravel together.

Always, together.

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