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My own body is like a tiny doll under his huge frame. My thick ass proves more than useful as he groans louder, relishing his body slamming against mine.
“Perfect… Beautiful… Mine…,” he thunders in between gasps and grunts. My voice box is just a speaker for how close I am to coming again.
Or have I even stopped?
Either way, I can feel Steve’s grip on me tighten, and my body is like a machine, thrusting back hard against him, needing more of him until I feel him swell inside me to what feels like twice the size he already is.
I hold his eyes with mine in the mirror until I feel them rolling back, his own head tilting back as he exclaims loudly.
“I’m gonna come, Holly… Our…Babies…,” he finally gasps, giving me two wishes granted.
A belly full of his seed and a shared climax that makes me realize every time with Steve is better than the last.
Every kiss, every look. Every touch of his hand.
And definitely every time he does this to me. Something I know we both want again already, even before it's even over.
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
Steve
It feels like I’ve been watching her sleep all night.
Because I have.
Big spoon to her thick but tiny body, nestled perfectly into mine like we were cast to form a matching set.
I’m made aware of the time by the sound of my phone buzzing, making me stifle a groan.
Wanting to ignore it, preferring to keep my woman warm and close, but old habits die hard and the memory of just how much time I spend on work comes flooding back to me.
Before today, I’d leap out of bed and answer the next email or business lead from anywhere in the world.
I’ve spent my adult life hard-wired for success and business, leaving little room for anything else.
Until today.
I force myself to ignore the phone until Holly shifts and mews in her sleep, hugging my arm tighter but then relaxing into such a deep sleep that I can’t ignore my curiosity.
I slide out from behind her, drawing the covers up over her. I stand in awe at the end of the bed, admiring her fine shape under the comforter.
Holly Winters in my bed… Our bed.
You’ve still got it, Steve… And now you really do have everything a man could ever want.
The faintest gray of dawn blankets her when I click the light out, wanting her to rest up. I know she’s safe now.
I feel the pattern of my usual routine as my body moves automatically. Showering and then pulling on a robe, I make my way downstairs to start the day.
The coffee’s already brewed, and the smell of freshly baked bread fills the kitchen.
Everything is set to auto, so I’m ready to go when I wake up, which I remember now is usually four a.m.
It’s something I plan to start winding back starting tomorrow.
I’d rather be in bed with Holly than feel compelled to check a bunch of emails I know can wait, but I have a couple of things I want to set in motion before she wakes up.
The first missed call is from Madison.
