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Lennox dropped onto the cushion next to me and flung his arm around my shoulders. “I get that you’re pissed, but direct your anger at me, not Brielle.”
My dad’s nostrils flared, and he heaved a deep sigh. “I’m not mad at my daughter, and I don’t appreciate you trying to tell me how to treat Brie. She knows I love her and would never do anything to hurt her.”
“Of course I do, Dad.” I leaned against my husband’s side. “But Lennox is just looking out for me the same way you do with Mom.”
Dad raked his fingers through his hair, pacing back and forth in front of the couch. The three of us waited for him to settle down, and when he finally sat next to my mom across from us, Lennox leaned forward and murmured, “I respect you and value our friendship, but Brielle is my life now. I knew she was mine from the moment I first laid eyes on her, and as much as I hate that you’re disappointed with how fast things moved between us, I wouldn’t change a damn thing. Not when she’s wearing my rings, has my last name, and is carrying my baby—just like she was always meant to do. That’s gotta be something you understand…right?”
When Dad didn’t say anything, Mom elbowed him in the side. “Don’t even try to say that you don’t get what Lennox is saying. We would all know you’re lying.”
My dad slumped back against the cushions, not even bothering to argue with my mom since she was totally right. “Understanding and being okay with the situation are completely different.”
“That’s about as good as you’re going to get.” My mom laughed softly and clapped her hands together. “Now tell me all about how you two met and fell for each other.”
Lennox let me share the story, and when I was done, my dad grumbled, “I suppose at least it was a good thing you two didn’t do a big wedding like Gabe and Avery.”
Mom’s head jerked up and she glared at him. “How could you say that when you know how much I love weddings, especially when my daughter is the bride?”
Dad arched a brow at her. “Because they also stress you and my girls out.”
I decided now wasn’t the time to tell them about the huge reception we planned to have.
EPILOGUE
LENNOX
“Lennox,” Brielle moaned as she pushed her ass back against me, forcing my cock even deeper inside her.
“Quiet, baby,” I growled in her ear. “You don’t want us to get caught, do you?”
She was on the bed on all fours while I draped myself over her so I could play with her tits while I fucked her from behind. My words sent a shiver through her body, and her next sound was muffled. I knew she was biting her lip to keep from crying out. My girl had a delicious naughty streak, and the idea of almost being caught always made her burn.
This time, I wasn’t sure she would be as receptive because it was her parents who would find us if we were too loud tonight. But when I mentioned fucking like teenagers in her old bedroom, she’d said good night to everyone and dragged me upstairs.
The kids were “camping” downstairs in the den with their grandparents, and we were leaving for an anniversary trip super early in the morning. It was unlikely anyone would come up to disturb us, but I liked to remind her that getting caught was a possibility because it made her wild.
“Fuck yourself on my cock, baby,” I commanded as I pinched and plucked her nipples. I rammed my pelvis into her while she shoved her ass back. “Oh, fuck, that’s good,” I groaned as I slid in deeper and her pussy clamped down on me. Even after four kids, she was still as tight as the night I popped her cherry.
One of my hands traveled down between her legs, and I swiped a finger over her clit.
“Oh!” Brie cried out.
I grinned and did it again. “Careful, baby. We don’t want your dad to hear your man fucking you. But damn, this is what it would have been like if we’d known each other as teenagers. I’d have snuck into your room and fucked you hard and deep while your parents slept in the next room.”
Their room was downstairs, but the picture I was painting worked anyway.
Brielle gasped, and her muscles clenched before she exhaled, releasing a low moan.
“I’d still have taken you bare back then, baby. Even if it meant knocking you up. I’d have put my kid in this ripe womb no matter who was home. Then I’d have been sucking on your milky tits.”
“Lennox,” she panted. “You have to stop. I can’t…oh, yessss. Just like that. Yes!”
She gasped, and I rubbed the pad of my finger vigorously over her clit. “Go ahead, baby. Scream while you gush all over my dick. They’ll know I’m pounding this tight pussy. My pussy. Oh, fuck, baby. You’re so hot and wet. Fuck! Oh, fuck!” I buried my face in her hair and clamped my hand over her mouth. Then I thrust in one last time as we came together with our sounds of ecstasy muffled.
Later, when we were cuddling on the double bed—which was way too fucking small for a man my size—I chuckled. “Damn, baby. That teenage fantasy had you all kinds of turned on.”
Brielle giggled. “I can only imagine what would have happened if we’d been similar in age and met in high school.”
“I can almost guarantee you that we would have been teen parents,” I mumbled. “I’m sure there would have been a time when I was too swept up in the moment to put on a condom, and then once I felt your bare pussy wrapped around my naked cock, I would be addicted. Like I am now.”
