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In a flash, I’m off the floor. He lifts me under the arms, turning my body so my chest is pressed against the wall.
“I need to be inside you.” His voice is at my back.
Shivers skate down my legs as he jerks up my skirt and rips my thong away. I barely have a moment to gasp anOh!before his thick member drives hard into my dripping core.
“Oh, fuck me,” he whispers thickly, thrusting harder.
His hands fumble with my cashmere sweater, up and down, searching for my breasts, which are straining beneath the fabric. My nipples are peaked, and I pull the garment over my head. I haven’t even lowered my arms before he shoves my bra higher, allowing my full breasts to spill out into his hands.
I used to be self-conscious about my body. I worried I was too soft, my breasts were too big, but Spencer makes me feel like a gorgeous pin-up. He devours my flesh, savoring my curves as he eagerly fucks me.
“God, you make me so hard.” It’s a hot growl at my neck as his hips slam into me from behind. “You want my cock?”
“Yes…” My head drops back, and I brace my hands against the wall, arching my back as he pulls at my nipples, biting the side of my neck before sliding his lips higher into my hair.
“That’s it, baby. Take it all. Tell me how much you love it.”
“I love your cock.”
He’s panting and groaning, and electricity zips up my legs as my orgasm tightens in my belly. One of his hands slips between my thighs, and he circles my clit hard and fast, making my knees turn to liquid.
My eyes squeeze shut as the muscles in my pelvis quiver. My inner thighs are slick with our juices, and he grunts and thrusts into me like an animal. His fervor has my pussy burning, until I’m rising on my toes. My fingers curl against the wall, and I see stars as I break with a wail, coming so hard.
“That’s it baby. Come on my dick.” His thrusts drive into me, three more times until he holds and comes. “Fuck... oh fuck.”
His cock is so big, I feel it pulse inside me, and I clench in response. We’re both panting, sweaty and still, and his hand tightens on my breast. It’s all so damn perfect.
“Shit.” I collapse forward against the wall with a smile. “You are so good at that.”
He chuckles deeply at my back. “You make me crazy. And these tits.”
His hands caress my breasts as we slowly fumble back to the planet after that crazy high. He rolls me to the side, burying his face against my neck, inhaling deeply before kissing me.
I love the feel of his mouth against my skin. I love his warm, hard body covering mine.
Lifting my chin, a lazy smile curls my lips as I blink up at the ceiling. “I’m glad you finally stopped fighting and asked me to marry you.”
My fingers thread in his dark hair, and I kiss his cheek, right above his ear. But when he lifts his head, my happy feeling dims. Something’s still not right, and I don’t know what to make of it.
I slide my finger down his cheek. “What’s wrong?”
His brow furrows briefly, and he pulls me close again, pressing his nose into my hair and inhaling again before speaking close to my ear. “I want you to have everything your heart desires.”
I don’t know why he sounds so worried. I’ve never been happier in my life. Still, I know his past is a shitshow, and I guess it’s not so easy to put old demons to rest.
Tightening my arms around him, warmth floods my heart, and I tilt my head to meet his eyes. “I already do.”
A text is waitingon my phone when I open my eyes the next morning. It’s from Ms Alice, and all it says is,Get the book. We’ll meet at Daisy’s place at ten.
My phone pings several more times with a text from Daisy asking if I can bring bay leaves and lavender oil. Anotherdingis Courtney asking if it’s okay for Oliver to play with Melody. Another ding, and I groan, rolling over and hoping to burrow into Spencer’s side.
Squinting, I rub the sleep from my eyes as I push onto my elbows. It’s already nine in the morning, and glancing to the side of the king-sized bed, I see my husband is gone. Where is he? My surroundings are gradually coming into focus, and the scent of coffee drifts up the stairs, giving me a clue.
Several more texts ping on my phone, and as I read, I understand what happened. Baby Jesus is missing, and nobody saw a thing.What the hell?What happened to our nanny cam?
Throwing back the covers, I quickly discard my black tank andUnsolved Mysteriespajama pants and pull on a pair of jeggings and a fluffy sweatshirt and jog down the stairs. We’ve got to find that baby before tomorrow.
Sure enough, my sexy man is in the kitchen in gray sweatpants slung low on his narrow hips and a dark green Henley.
