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“I can’t.” I shake my head no. This orgasm is going to be powerful.
“You will. It’s mine, and you’re going to give it to me.”
“Yes,” I agree, wanting to give this man everything.
“There she is. My good girl.” I go off. My pussy clenches around his cock as I start to cry out. Ace’s hand covers my mouth, muffling my sounds of pleasure. “No one hears you come,” he grunts out. “Even the sounds you make belong to me, Kitten. All of it is mine. Every last drop.”
Another orgasm hits me. This time Ace is coming with me. He groans against my neck as he spills deep inside of me. He thrusts as hard as he can, filling me to the hilt as he keeps coming.
“One day there'll be nothing stopping me from planting my baby deep inside of you.” My whole body clenches around him, loving the sound of that.
“One day,” I agree before kissing him. “Now feed me,” I demand. He lets out a deep chuckle that vibrates throughout my body.
Even the man's laugh turns me on. I’m one lucky kitten.
12
ACE
“Kitten.” I pull her back into me. I can tell she’s nervous. “This is on me. You don’t have to do anything.” I lean down and nuzzle her neck. She wiggles all around, and I don’t have to see her face to know she’s smiling.
“I love you.” She wraps her arms around my neck.
“Love you too.” I lift my head, this time dropping a kiss onto her mouth. “They might be irritated, but that’s about it. They’ll get over it.”
“I know.” She rests her head on my chest.
“Are you all coming inside?” Kennedy asks, pulling the front door open.
“Mom.” Faith releases her hold on me to go over and give Kennedy a hug. I follow after her. Kennedy is basically a second mom to me. The great thing about our families being so tight is we’ll never have shit in-laws. We pretty much share a family.
“You guys are early. You can help me get things ready.”
“Me?” Faith squeaks, her eyes going round. “I can’t cook,” she says like we don’t all already know that.
“You can set the table.”
“Faith!” Grant calls, stepping out onto the front porch to give his sister a hug. He holds his hand out for me to knock with his. “I miss you guys. Mom is smothering me with attention.”
“Hey. I’m right here,” Kennedy huffs. We all laugh.
“Oz around?” I ask as we enter the house.
“He’s in his office,” Kennedy says. “Your dad is in there with him.”
“I’m going to go pop in.” I lean down, kissing Faith below her ear. “It’s fine, Kitten. Go burn something.” She elbows me before she’s off toward the kitchen with her mom and brother.
I watch her ass until she is out of sight before I head toward Oz’s office. I knew my dad was going to be here. I asked him to come. I wanted to talk to them both at the same time and get it over with. Then I’ll let them decide how they want me to let the moms know.
I give the door a double knock before I open it. They both glance my way as I step in. They’re sitting over by the fireplace, each of them with a whiskey in their hands. Dad walks toward me then wraps me in a hug.
“Drink?” Oz offers.
“No, I’m driving.” I drop down into one of the chairs.
My dad knows me well. I’m sure he already knows what this is about. I’d already confided in him some when we were out of town together. Of course his advice had been to never hide any part of who I am from my woman. That it could lead to a misunderstanding. The way he’d said it made me think he too once faced something he’d hidden from Mom.
I would take any advice from my dad when it comes to things in life. Especially when it comes to marriage and relationships. He and mom are still madly in love with each other. He might have blackmailed her to get her, but he’s been able to keep her.
I’m damn thankful getting to have them as my example of what a happy marriage looks like. Roman showed me how you treat a woman, and I know one of the ways I’d gotten Faith to fall in love with me is how I am with her.
“I moved Faith in with me,” I say, ripping the Band-Aid right off. “I tried. I really did, but staying away from her and letting her spread her wings is not going to work for me. Growing up, I’ve always respected everything you’ve asked of me when it came to Faith. I waited. But the time is up. We’re grown-ups now, and I’m not asking for permission when it comes to Faith anymore. If I do, it’s merely out of courtesy. And I’m still going to do what I think is best for her.”
