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“Please baby,” she begs. “Please, I want your cock in me.”
I chuckle, satisfied with her pleas, and shove into her hard. She lets out a cry of pain and pleasure. “Ass higher,” I say, smacking her ass. She lifts it up high, burying her head deeper into the mattress. “Good girl.” I massage the cheek I just smacked, enjoying the mark of my red print across her ass.
A second gush of warm liquid spills out onto my cock, and I have to hold her upright as I continue to pound into her. She’s screaming, gripping the sheets, and once I slam my load into her, I collapse on top of her.
“Fucking shit, baby,” she laughs. “You can wake me up like that anytime.”
“I’m not done yet,” I laugh. “Come get in the shower with me.”
She grunts in response, not wanting to move. Standing up, I head towards her master bathroom. “I’m hungry, baby,” I call over my shoulder. “I want to eat your pussy while you wash my hair.”
She lets out a shriek and jumps up at the promise of another climax, causing me to laugh again.
Once we’re dried, and back in bed, Andi curls into me. She shoves a leg between mine, and one arm wraps around my side. Her head curls under mine. We fit perfectly, and I revel in the smell of her freshly soaped skin.
“You want to tell me what the other day was about?” I ask her, clearing my throat.
“What do you mean?”
“With Karson Harden. You were tense when I introduced you.”
“How long have you known him?”
I shrug, not really knowing the exact time. “He and my dad were partners for a bit when I was in my teens. Probably 25 years.”
“So, he would have known you were undercover? He’d know your name was Colby to me?”
“He knew I was undercover. I doubt he knew my name, unless my dad told him. Why?”
“He was the officer who told me he couldn’t find you. And maybe you’re right, and he didn’t realize your name was Colby–but I brought him pictures. He looked me in the face, and he lied to me. And I want to think he lied to you as well. That you didn’t know I showed up. I want to believe that you didn’t know I was looking for you. Is that true?”
I sit for a moment, thinking. I ended things with her so that she wouldn’t come searching for me. I didn’t want her trying to dig around looking for me, trying to find someone who didn’t exist, and it would have worked if she hadn’t gotten pregnant.
“If I knew you were so worried that you went to the police to find me, I would have come back to you,” I say. “I didn’t know. He didn’t tell me. I broke up with you, so you wouldn’t worry I was dead. If I knew you thought I was, I would have gone to you, in a fucking heartbeat, baby.”
“Why didn’t he tell you?” She’s quiet, hurt, and I don’t blame her.
I press my lips to her head, pulling her even tighter to me. “I don’t know, but I’m going to find out.”
She burrows into my chest. “I love you.”
“I will never tire of hearing that,” I smile into her hair. “Never.”
She giggles. “I will never tire of telling you.”
“Get some sleep,” I whisper. “We have a long day tomorrow.”
She yawns, and I hold her until her breathing evens out, and her body goes limp against me.
