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“Why not?”

Izzie looks me in my eyes, her blue eyes filled with tears, and says, “Because I was beginning to think that I didn’t deserve happiness for myself. My whole life has revolved around sacrifice. First for Lucy, then Gigi and Pappy, and of course, for Liam.”

I take the ring out of the box and slide it on her finger. I take her hands in mine.

“You’re not alone anymore. We’re a team now. We’ll lean on each other because that’s what teams do. You’re the one who taught me that. You also taught me to stand up for the ones you love. I told management that I wouldn’t re-sign unless they gave you your job back.”

“I have my job back?” she asks, her eyes wide in anticipation.

“Of course. We’re not a team if we’re not together.”

“Thank you, Brady,” she says, wrapping her arms around me. “Thank you for making me the happiest girl in the world.”

“Oh, I should be thanking you,” I say. “In fact, that’s exactly what I intend to do.”

Taking her face in my hands, I rub my thumb across her bottom lip. As she opens her mouth to me, I cover it with my own, joining together in a kiss that conveys all the love I feel for her.

Without breaking our connection, I let my left hand roam down, cupping her breast. With a sigh, Izzie relaxes into the couch, pulling me with her.

I move my right hand to that curve in her lower back that always turns me on when I catch a glimpse of it, while my other hand untucks her shirt from her pants.

My cock is starting to strain against the weight of my jeans. I ache to release it from its confines, but I know that it’ll be worth the wait.

Unbuttoning Izzie’s blouse, I’m finally able to reach her tits in all of their glory. Izzie pulls at my own shirt, and we’ve quickly discarded all clothes from the waist up.

Her soft hands are working their way from my chest down to my waist, and I don’t want them to ever stop. With no fabric in my way, I dive into her chest, capturing a firm nipple in my mouth.

“Oh,” Izzie moans with an intake of breath.

I deliver a series of kisses to her neck while my hand kneads her firm tit.

Standing up, I take Izzie’s hand and lead her to the bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed facing me, Izzie gives me a small, sly smile and quickly undoes my belt buckle and zipper.

She reaches into my pants to release my throbbing cock, and this time, I’m the one unable to breathe.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” I say at the top of her head, as she dips down and takes the head of my cock in her mouth. Licking the pre-cum off the head, Izzie begins to take me in her mouth, an inch at a time.

I run my hands through her hair, reveling in the otherworldly feel of her mouth, moving up and down on all twelve inches of my cock.

Someone doesn’t have gag reflex.

It’s a feeling I never want to end, but I think I can’t go one more minute without plunging my cock deep into her pussy.

My aching for her warm, wet paradise can take it no longer.

I grab her by the shoulders and toss her gently onto the bed. She reaches out her arms to me, and I pull my pants and boxers all the way off and join her. The feel of her skin pressed against mine and our mouths joined in a never-ending kiss is a feeling I never want to end.

Izzie’s pants are removed just as quickly as mine were, and I waste no time running my hands down her flat torso to her pussy. While she strokes my cock, I use my fingers to separate her pussy lips. Finding her clit, I massage it between my two fingers, until she cries out with pleasure.

“Fuck, I love how wet you are,” I say as I plunge a finger into the warmth between her legs.

Gasping with pleasure, Izzie responds, “You make me wet. Only you.” As if she couldn’t get any sexier.

With a moan, I remove my hand and nudge her legs open wider with my knees. With her legs straddling mine, I ease my cock into her sopping-wet pussy slowly. Izzie is looking at me with such love, and I return it back to her.

I enter her slowly because her pussy is tight, but my cock fits in like it was made for it. Once she opens up to me and my cock fills her all the way to my balls, I have to stop for a second to catch my breath.

Not realizing the power that she has over me, Izzie wraps her arms and legs around me, pulling me in even deeper than I thought possible. The sensation of her softest tissue around my rock-hard cock is better than winning any game, better than winning a Super Bowl even.

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