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“I want you to replace all the bad with your good. Please, make me feel whole again,” she pleads, seeming to read my mind.
Still looking over her shoulder, my eyes lock on hers. “If you need me to stop—”
“With you? Never. Please, Gauge.”
Grasping her curvy hip, I line myself up behind her, my eyes trained on hers as I sink inch by glorious inch into her silky clutch. Together, we moan as I lean over her to kiss her lips, sinking to the hilt. It feels so good to be connected to her like this, though I’m cautious.
Slowly, I pump in and out, testing the waters, unwilling to rush this tender moment between us. Opal turns her face forward, where the windows bounce back our reflection. It may not be as crystal clear as a mirror, but it’s pretty damn close.
Opal’s moans inspire me to increase my pace, tilting my hips up to hit her deep inside. She gasps, arching back, showcasing her graceful backside with her hair spilling across it like a colorful waterfall.
Unable to resist touching her, I wrap my hands around her heavy breasts, yanking her upright. We’re flush together, her back to my front. My arms constrict around her as I pump into her from behind, unable to get close enough. No matter how much surface area I touch on her, it will never be sufficient. I need to be deep inside of her, to feel her pulse from the inside out. Only then will I feel complete.
“Gauge…” She moans loudly the deeper I plunder. One of her hands treads into my hair behind her head while wrapping her free arm over mine, completing our joined bodies.
Together, we move as one. Rocking… Clinging. Holding on for dear life.
We gaze at each other in the dark reflection of the windows, embracing each other in a way I never fathomed we would share. It’s more than I can tolerate. My balls tighten—my final warning.
Eager to get Opal over the edge, I creep one hand down to the swollen pink pearl between her thighs. I circle it a handful of times before Opal releases a guttural groan of ecstasy.
“Gauge, I’m going to come!”
Her snug snatch clutches my cock in a death grip, so tight my vision erupts in hot white light. I come, roaring loudly the second I feel her wetness gush on my dick and down my thighs. Thick ropes of my come shoot deep inside my woman, coating her insides with my seed.
Long gone are the last tremors from our bodies, but I refuse to pull out. I bury my face into the crook of her neck, breathing in her peachy, natural musk. There’s not a doubt in my mind I planted my child in Opal as I hold her in the most vulnerable of positions.
“Thank you for giving back a piece of myself,” she whispers, seeking my lips.
Relieved to hear her say that, I latch my lips on to hers, swelling once again inside of her. “No, Gorgeous. Thank you for giving me everything.”
CHAPTERSIXTY-FOUR
OPAL
It’s been a week since Jared and Ziggy’s wedding. The crew has been busy getting back to routine, taking on several recon and security assignments.
When Gauge isn’t busy working on a security assignment, he’s busy trying to knock me up. After the night I trashed the condoms, we’ve been jumping each other like rabbits in heat. As much as I enjoy sex, I enjoy the intimacy more. No longer do I flinch when Gauge comes up behind me to give me a quick hug or kiss, and I savor being his little spoon when we drift off to sleep, safe in his protective embrace.
The twins are only six weeks old, but it doesn’t stop Jo from finalizing details on the home Gauge and I are building. Jared is taking the lead on the construction project, as Jo is on maternity leave. Yet, she still walks the site daily to give the final approval on engineering changes. I get it. It’s her business. I’m sure I’ll be the same way with mine.
Excited to grow my business, I made some temporary business cards to post at local restaurants and cafés, or anywhere to snag potential business. Butch and Candy went around town to hand them out at all the local businesses. It helped me score one baking gig with the local restaurant Jo had remodeled back in the winter months. She hand-delivered some of my tasty treats as samplers to the owners, pimping my baking accomplishments. I’m now the happy supplier for their morning pastries three days a week.
Even with the tracking bracelet on my wrist, I’m leery of leaving the grounds. I hate having the crew stuck delivering my bake goods—they’re busy enough without running my errands. Gauge assured me it’s no big deal since it’s only one customer, but I disagree.
Brandon has told me it’s normal to be anxious, considering the circumstances around Levi. I’ll eventually have to venture out of my safe space, especially to grow my business, delivering baked goods to my customers. I only wish I didn’t have to until Levi was behind bars. Unfortunately, that may be some time, and I’m tired of putting my life on hold. It’s time to stop giving Levi power over my life.
It’s finally the weekend, giving the club a much-needed break. With nothing on the schedule, the crew is relaxing. Jo and Atlas brought the twins into headquarters to visit with the family. I’m engaged in a cooing competition with Cruz—or is it Easton? They look so alike with their papa’s features; it’s hard to tell them apart. I’m babbling happily when, out of the corner of my eye, I notice Gauge and Atlas following Chase back to his tech lair. The guarded look Gauge exchanges with me as they pass has me scrambling to my feet.
Quickly, I hand off the baby to Ebony. She holds him at arm’s length, looking at him like she’s afraid she’ll catch the baby-fever cootie that has snagged several of us. Tank smiles like a jolly giant seeing Ebony with a baby in her hands.
Ebony’s warm brown eyes narrow as she catches Tank grinning goofily at her. “Don’t get any funny ideas, buddy. It ain’t happening.”
Tank’s smile overtakes his gigantic head. It would look terrifying to anyone who didn’t know him as a big softy. “Wanna bet?”
Oh, boy.I’d love to stick around to hear how this plays out, but I need to find out what’s got the guys in mission-mode.
My feet falter once I cross the threshold of the tech room.
