Page 100 of Lips On My Soul


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Alright, here goes nothing.

I straighten my shoulders and hold eye contact with Josephine. “Pixie, last night was wonderful, but I have to tell you that we weren’t…careful.” I brace myself, waiting for hellfire to rain down on me.

Josephine’s face flashes with annoyance right before she flicks me between the eyes.

“Ow! What the hell, Pixie?!”

“Are you seriously trying to mansplain this shit to me? Maceo, I love you, but you’re an idiot sometimes.” She throws back the covers, revealing her nakedness—my mouth waters, hungry for more of what we did earlier this morning. “Like the mess you made of me and the bed wasn’t evidence enough? Babe, I’m well aware and I don’t care.”

My eyes bulge. “Really? You’re not upset?”Hallelujah!

Josephine shakes her head, sitting on her knees, and throws her arms around my neck. “No, not at all. I mean, yeah, it would be nice to hold off until we’re in the new house, but I don’t regret last night. And come on, it’s not like I was ovulating. It’s way too soon.”

My jaw ticks. She’s making this way too easy for me to get out of trouble. I battle with myself about letting this go or pointing out the obvious.

Fuck me!Punk said to be upfront. I know he’s right.

My hands run up her warm, slender sides, making me groan when my fingers touch her soft skin. “Baby, Doctor Stoll said we could get pregnant right away.”

Josephine shrugs, undeterred. “He also said most healthy couples take anywhere from four to six months to get pregnant.”

But we’re not like most, love. We’re the exception and it already happened.

I’ve said everything I needed to say. I admitted to not using a rubber, and I said we could be pregnant—she’s not going to believe me if I tell her I know she was ovulating based on scent alone. I wipe my hands, free and clear.

Speaking of scent…“Where is it? Where’s the pheromone oil you hid from Punk?”

Josephine gives me a side-eye. “Yeah, I’m not telling you. It’s mine and I’m keeping it. If you want your own, go toGiuseppina’sand ask from the pheromone oil with the little something extra. Sounded like Lorenzo had a shipment delivered there yesterday.”

Interesting.Is Bianchi so cocky he would actually use a store in a mall as a front to sell his drugs? This is Lorenzo—of course, he’s that arrogant. I file that tidbit away.

“There’s no reason to have it. I don’t need it to go all barbarian. I do a fine job of it all on my own.”

Josephine smiles. “Don’t presume I didn’t notice the difference in your scent when you entered the room?Please.This is another fine example of the great Maceo saying, ‘do as I say, not as I do.’”

It always makes me chuckle when she calls me out on my shit. She’s the only one who has the courage to put me in my place. “Can we promise each other to never leave the room with it on?”

Josephine taps the tip on my nose with her finger. “Deal, lover boy.”

Loving how mussed my woman’s hair is and knowing she’s naked in my arms, I strip in record time.

She giggles. “What about our breakfast?”

I climb on the bed and claim her mouth, warm and sweet as always. “It will still be here when we finish. I’ll warm it up for you if you need it.” Wasting no time, I lean in and suck one of her nipples into my mouth.

Josephine moans. “You’re such a horn ball.”

I release her nipple with a wet smack and bring my face to hers. “You love it.”

She nods with a big smile, taking my face in her tiny hands. “I do.”

Her confession turns my hard cock to granite. I slide it home inside of her where I belong.

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