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“This is so cool!” Mahini smiles at me after I tell her about me and Decker. “But, Mom? Isn’t Mr. Sterling a little old for you?”

Decker chose to sit this one out. I appreciate telling Mahini myself so she can get used to the idea. “Well, no, honey. He is older than me, but age is just that, a number. What matters is what’s in your heart.”

“Cool. Does this mean I get to spend more time with Kayla?”

I smile, ruffling her hair. “I guess it does.”

Later that night, Decker comes over, and we make out on the couch after Mahini has gone to bed.

“We have to be quiet,” I laugh when he nuzzles into my neck.

“How can I be when all I wanna do is fuck this tight pussy?”

We barely make it to my bedroom at the other side of the house before we have each other’s clothes off. Decker barely has his pants down, and I’m grabbing at him, stroking his cock as he hisses.

He bends me over the bed, and we’re at it like a couple of teenagers, scared we’re gonna get caught. We have to be quick and quiet. To say I can’t get enough of his body is the understatement of the year. The man is a hot rocket, and I’ll never grow tired of him.

He pushes inside me, and I slap a hand over my mouth to save from crying out.

I’m elated.

Things couldn’t have gone any smoother with Phoebe, and that makes everything so much better.

No sneaking around. No lying. No being afraid.

I’m not going to hurt Decker. We both want the same thing. For now, we’ll have our own places because we’re used to living independently, and there’s my daughter to think of, but the future is in our hands.

“Oh, Daddy,” I mumble, sticking my ass out as he rams into me.

“Fuck, baby, not gonna last.”

I’m coming in record time, and so is he, his grip on my hips tight as we pant in unison.

“We have to plan a date night, and maybe a sleepover.” That’s the most practical thing to do.

“I know you like to scream, baby.”

This man.

He slides out, discards the condom, and I quickly pull myself together. “I prefer it when I can take my time.” He cups my face when he comes back toward me. “But we’ve got the rest of our lives to do that.”

“I love how you think.”

“I love you.”

A smile splits my face as I wrap my arm around his neck. “I dig that you can say that and your dick is still out.”

He bumps me with his hips. “Shut up, or I’ll really give you something to scream about.”

“This is fucked,” Onyx complains, folding her arms over her chest. She had to drop her motorcycle off at Saddle Up because of an exhaust problem.

“What does?” I ask, my gaze moving toward the workshop as Leroy looks at the engine.

“Dallas Maddox.” There’s venom in her tone.

One thing you don’t want to do is piss Onyx off. If anyone thought Sapphire and Ruby were feisty, heck, even Diamond, they have nothing on her.

“What’s wrong with him?” I ask, checking out the man who’s leaning against the hood of a car on the hoist. “He looks kinda cute.”