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Breath coming in short bursts, she dips lower, giving me the most exquisite angle. Deep. I’m so damn deep. Her slenderfingers fan out on the shelf as I power into her over and over again.

“Tell me if I hurt you,” I growl.

“Never,” she gasps. “You’ll never hurt me, Davis.”

Her trust is devastating. Decimating. The burn in my chest intensifies. So do my thrusts. In and out. Hard and fast until she’s gasping for air. Until she’s holding onto the shelf for dear life.

“Oh, God,Davis.”

“That’s it, baby. All of me.”

I should go slow, but I can’t. I fuck her how she deserves to be fucked. All my attention, all my love, Dakota gets it.

“Made for me, baby,” I say, digging my fingers into all that creamy white skin. The velvet feel of her tight pussy break me into a million pieces. “You’re fucking made for me.”

“Yes,yes,” she cries out. She’s shaking as a sob escapes her lips.

I fold over her, finding that swollen bundle of nerves between her legs and stroke. I fuck her with my fingers. Fuck her with my cock. Dakota gets the best of me. And she’ll always have it.

The scent of sex. The sound of skin against skin. Dakota’s breathy whimpers as she writhes and begs without words. It’s too much.

“Come for me, Dakota.” I press a kiss against her silky back. “Come for me, Cupcake.”

I grit my teeth, desperate to release my load. But I wait for her. I’d wait six more years for a chance with this woman. Her and that baby are my light, my soul. The best thing that’s ever happened to me.

“Davis, Davis—”

That’s when Dakota’s entire body tenses. My cock’s frozen inside of her as her pussy tenses and ripples around my shaft. And then she’s shuddering, weeping, closing her eyes andburying her face in the crook of her arm as the orgasm rockets through her.

I explode. Violently. Earth-shattering tremors rock my body, and a bellow tears through my throat. I reach a hand around and cradle Dakota’s stomach, pulling her closer to me to absorb the jerky motion.

When we come down, I withdraw and yank up my jeans. Dakota rasps a shaky laugh, her eyes fluttering as she tries to rein in her breath. I adjust her thong and straighten her dress. And then she’s back in my arms where she belongs.

Dakota moans and buries her face against my chest. Her heart races against mine. When she lifts her head, beautiful dark eyes peer up at me from beneath dark lashes. “You, Davis Montgomery, are a pussy crasher.”

I chuckle. “That’s right, baby, and don’t you forget it.”

With a wicked grin, she grips me by the shirt collar and brings me to her lips. “Now let’s go out there, throw a fucking party, and eat the best damn cake you’ve ever had in your life.”

“Get naked,” Charlie orders gleefully.

“Assholes,” Davis growls.

I smother a smile as Davis swallows his bourbon, then stands and takes off his jeans.

Fallon raises an eyebrow and looks at me. “Briefs, huh?”

Davis sits back beside me with a long-suffering sigh. “Why’s everyone picking on me?”

Ford grins. “Because we get to harass your bossy ass for once.”

I lean into him. “And you keep taking my turn.”

“You’re pregnant,” he grunts. “No one but me sees you naked.”

I smile. I’ll never get tired of his possessive mouth.

“We’re too old to be playing this,” Davis grumbles, wrapping an arm around me to kiss my temple.

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