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Reaching down, I lift her off her feet, carrying her to the bed. Her legs are around my waist, and her hands are on my shoulders as I sit, holding her on my lap in a straddle.
“I never want my life to be without you. I know it’s a lot. I’m older, I have a son…”
“I love your son.”
My eyes hold hers, and I place my hands on her cheeks again. “I love you, Britt Bailey.”
“Oh, my God…” Her voice breaks.
“The thought of you being in danger or hurt nearly killed me. I can’t lose you again. I want to be your husband. I want you to be my wife. Is it possible you want that, too? Is it too soon?”
She nods and shakes her head at the same time, and tears spill onto her cheeks as she begins to laugh. “It’s what I’ve always wanted, and it can’t be too soon. I’ve dreamed of this for years.”
“For years?” I laugh, desire sizzling in my veins.
“You were the star of all my teenage dreams.” Diving forward, she kisses my lips, my cheek, my eye—any place she can find.
I’m picturing her dreaming of me when her robe loosens, falling open. I cup her breasts in my hands, lifting and squeezing them. Her mouth is on mine again with a moan, and my cock thickens beneath her. One quick lift, and I’m inside her with a groan.
Pumping her legs, she rides me, grinding her pussy against my waist as I grip her ass, doing my best to stay with her. “I love your hot little cunt.”
“Yes…” She hisses, riding faster. “More…”
My lips are in her hair beside her ear. “You’re so wet for me.”
“Oh, God…” she whimpers, lowering her legs and turning on my lap so her back is to me.
Rocking her hips, she writhes against my chest, holding my neck with her hand as she moves up and down on my dick.
My hand is between her thighs, rubbing her clit, and looking down, I watch her breasts bounce as her ass slams against my body. “You make me so fucking hard.” Another little whimper, and I bite the skin at the side of her neck. “Come for me.”
Her back arches, and she moans loudly, shuddering and clenching. Flattening my palm against her stomach, I hold her as my own orgasm breaks. I strain and buck as her body tightens around me. With another slow thrust, come spills onto our legs.
Another cleanup is short-lived. Halfway through lunch, we end up feeding each other and fucking. Later on the couch, we start watching a show and end doing a sixty-nine. Even after we finally collapse into bed exhausted, I wake before dawn with a raging hard-on.
Her back is to me, her round little ass pressing against my stomach. It only takes a shift of my hips to be inside her. My fingers find her clit, and she wakes, moaning and coming.
Standing in her kitchen in my uniform at 8 a.m., I wait as she finishes getting ready for work. She emerges from the bathroom in a gray dress that extends below her knees and a pair of chunky white tennis shoes. Her pretty hair hangs in loose waves down her back, and I reach out to pull her into my arms.
“You look delicious.” I lean down to kiss her neck.
Her eyes cut to the side, and she teases. “I remember when you complained about how I dressed.”
“Those cutoffs and boots? Hell, you nearly had my dick hard in front of Doug and everybody.”
“I like your dick hard.” She grins, wrinkling her nose adorably. “I’ll be walking funny all day because of it.”
“I love your walk.” Leaning down, I kiss her glossy pink lips.
She lifts her chin with a laugh. “I have to apologize to Danielle Steel.” My brow quirks, and she explains. “When Stan was holding me hostage, I was reading one of her books and the couple had sex for twelve hours straight. I said it was unbelievable.”
My lips pucker, and I nod. “Yeah, we beat that.”
“We did.” She kisses me again before dragging me to the door. “You go first. I’ll wait a few minutes, so we don’t arrive at the same time.”
“I’m pretty sure they’re on to us.”
“Just go.”
