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We raced to strip my clothes off, and once she was back on the bed, I turned her so she’d be flat on her back.

I pressed her onto the mattress, letting her melt all my doubts away. Stroking my finger through her arousal and fingering her, I tried not to lose control at her lips under mine, her hand fisting my cock.

“No matter how dangerous it is,” she vowed as I moved to hover over her, lining my dick up to her sweet cunt, “you are the man I need.” She gasped as I slid into her. “Slower,” she begged. “I want it to last.” Silencing herself and quieting the doubts in my head as she kissed me and wrapped her legs around my waist, she pushed her hips up toward me. “Make it last, because you’re the man I want to deserve for the rest of my life.”

I grinned, bringing my lips back to hers to see how quiet she might be tonight as I fucked away my doubts and filled her with my seed.

28

LOUISA

Morning came too soon. I wasn’t awake enough to fully comprehend what was going on with Nikolai. When he came home and expressed doubt about being good enough for me, I didn’t waste a second to tell him how wrong he was about that.

We made love—slowly, lazily, and with an explorative energy that convinced me that nothing would ever come between us. Nothing. Even though we both fell asleep after showering together, he woke me up again in the middle of the night with his face pressed to my pussy. Something about seeing his beard glistening with my arousal, his fingers digging into my thighs, and his eyes rabid with lust would always make me come so hard. And no matter how long he stretched it out until he’d let me come on his tongue, he could still have the stamina and patience to ram his big dick into me and torment me to give me another orgasm.

Twice in one night was plenty to knock me out. Now, as I stirred and stretched, savoring the taut skin of him bare against me as we lay cozied up under the sheets, I sighed. He tightened his arm around my stomach, holding me closer as he spooned me.

“I could stay right here like this forever,” I whispered sleepily.

“Me too,” he replied gruffly before kissing the back of my neck.

But we couldn’t. Not yet. With that conversation I had with Brady last night, then Nikolai sounding like he was doubting himself and what we could be as a couple, it was too sudden to wake up and talk about our relationship. To label things.

Just being felt right.

In the next second, though, that idyllic peace was shattered.

The door flung open.

The little patter of feet rushed in.

Oh, my God!

Panic spurned me into action. I clutched the sheet and blanket to my chest and burrowed against Nikolai.

He was wide awake now too. Clearing his throat and sitting up, he roughly tugged the sheet and blanket toward me to hide the fact that I was naked.

“Mama!” Brady rushed in and hopped onto the edge of the bed.

“Hey, kiddo,” Nikolai said smoothly. He was rolling with it. But I couldn’t even think straight.

Past the litany of curses looping in my mind, I felt frozen and stuck.

Caught red-handed.

“There you are,” Brady said as I turned my head to face him.

He wasn’t frowning or showing any sign of confusion. He beamed at me, like he did every morning.

“Morning, buddy,” I said weakly.

“I couldn’t find you in your bed again,” he stated simply, like it wasn’t a big deal.

I blinked, sitting up and hiding the fact that I wasn’t wearing a nightgown. “Again?”

Dammit. I felt that same WTF shock that I had when he let us know that he’d seen not one drone, but two.

“Yeah.” He nodded. “That one night when it was storming, I woke up scared and came to your room, but you weren’t there.”