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I pepper her neck with kisses before I say, “Fine. You love me more. Way more, like I’m not even sure I like you that much.”

Her victory radiates from her. “That’s right I do!”

She slowly shimmies out of my arms and drops to her knees. I bite my lip to hold back a groan as my heart lurches from my chest. She slides my gym shorts and boxers down over my rock-hard penis.

“Mmmmm,”as sings as she stares up at me and licks her lips.

My knees go weak when she takes my tip in her mouth. Slowly, she works her way down me spreading her moisture. I run my hands through her silky soft hair as her tongue explores me.

After a few minutes, she moans around me and the sound goes straight to my balls, threatening to push me closer to the edge than I’m ready for. I reluctantly step back, panting, and she bites her shiny bottom lip. In one swift motion, I pull her up and spin her around, then lean her down on the counter and smack her ass.

“No way you could ever love me more,” I whisper in her ear as she arches her back and groans.

“Again," she demands with a heavy breath.

This time, when I connect to her pink cheek, the sound amplifies through the whole kitchen. My hand stings and my manhood is hungry for her.

I lean down to her ear and say, “Hold on to the counter, baby.”

She reaches up and grips the cold granite and she spreads her legs wide. My mind goes blank as I slowly slide home, the warmth of her already driving me crazy.

“You’re so wet,” I grunt as I draw back and slide in again.

She looks over her shoulder with a wanton smile. My whole body tenses as a sheen of perspiration forms on my skin.

She reaches between her legs and starts to rub her clit as my arousal skyrockets at this remarkable woman. I love watching her find her pleasure while she’s giving me mine. My hand digs into the flesh on her hips as I hold on for dear life and we both soar.

“Faster," she pants between the sounds on our slapping flesh, so I pick up my pace.

I feel her body spasm around mine as she screams out in ecstasy and my release chases hers and I howl my satisfaction.

It’s always amazing with you.

After our bodies are still, I lean over and kiss the back of her shoulders then nip her neck. I feel her internal muscles clench around me. When I wince because it’s so sensitive, she just laughs, and I laugh too.

“I still love you more.” She says, then winks at me.

Not a chance in hell, woman.

Chapter 29

Porch Swinging

Marco

BeingclosetoEllieagain brought me back to life. I missed her so much. I knew she was acting weird, but I guess I didn’t realize how affected she was by the shooting. For me, it happened, I didn’t die, and now I want to move on.

She’s volunteering at the kids’ school this morning while I finish up this porch swing. I can’t wait to show her after our follow-up therapy appointment later. I added the final coat of white paint about two hours ago and it’s dry now so I’m ready to get it hung.

Irritated I can’t lift it off the ground by myself to hang it, I reach for my phone to text Joe.

Marco: Hey, man. You home? I need help installing the porch swing.

Three dots travel across my screen moments after sending.

Joe: Yeah. I’ll be right over.

Ten minutes later, Joe’s truck pulls in front of my house and he hops out with a spring in his step.

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