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It’s well after midnight when I arrive at Magnolia’s place. The house is dark and quiet, so I’m silent as I pick the lock and enter the townhouse. The first thing I notice is a pair of men’s shoes near the door, mingled with girlish sandals and flats.
Not being a fan of a strange man here with my girl and child, I seek him out, to find the asshole in Magnolia’s bed with her mother. I bet that went over well when the girls got home. Expecting Magnolia to be on the couch like she’s been sleeping for the past week, I find Joss lying there instead, eyes closed but not asleep.
“Where is she?” I whisper.
Rolling over, Joss glares up at me. “You picked the lock,” she accuses. “And you know the security code.” I shrug, not being able to deny either. She points to the other closed door.
Peeking into the room, I see Magnolia in a pair of tiny shorts and a tank top, lying on top of the blankets with a fan on, despite the central air conditioning. The bed is plenty big.
“You should go in there, sleep in your own bed, Joss.” I don’t like the idea of a woman out here alone. If someone were to break in here, she’d be the first thing they’d see.
“No,” she protests. “I didn’t because I knew you’d want to be with her.” Her eyes close once again.
“You’re defenseless out here. I’d rather be the first thing a burglar saw than you.” When her eyes re-open and she spears me with a look of understanding, I wonder more about her.
“That sounds like something Braxton would have said.” Leaving the pillow and blanket, she heads into her room to sleep with Magnolia.
“Who?” I ask before she can close the door.
“The love of my life…once upon a time.” I don’t miss the notes of sadness and regret in her tone. There are many layers to Jossilyn, some I’m not even sure she realizes.
Kicking off my boots, I pull my shirt over my head and place my Beretta on the table next to the couch before tugging the belt from my jeans and undoing the button. I get a water from the fridge and chug half the bottle before settling on the sofa. I tip my head back and close my eyes, resting my feet on the ottoman.
Her scent reaches me before I feel her. Magnolia stands less than a foot away, and as soon as I open my arms to her, she crawls into my lap. I’m sweaty, cranky, and exhausted, but everything dissipates when she wraps herself around me.
“I’m mad at you,” she whispers into my neck as I delve my hand into her hair, massaging her scalp.
“I know, pet.” She melts into my body, relaxing almost immediately.
Slipping my other hand into the back of her shorts, I cup her bare ass, pulling her in closer. My dick waves a flag, begging for another taste of her. Protesting that it’s been too long since we claimed our girl.
She wiggles in my lap, causing me to grunt. “Still not sorry,” I hiss when she finds what she’s looking for—my stiff shaft pressing into her needy cunt. “Pet.” I growl the warning, nipping at her temple as she continues to shimmy and rock against me.
“Please, Cage.”
Fuck.I’ve never been good at denying her anything.
Pulling the revealing top off her body, it doesn’t take much to ditch her shorts as well and have her naked before me. “Jesus Christ.” Her body has filled out since the last time I enjoyed it. Pride swells in my chest because the reason for it is plain as day, round in her belly.
Her hips appear wider; her breasts spill forward, begging to be sucked on, and that pussy, the golden apple of her beautiful body, is weeping with desire. “Up.” I tap her ass so she slips to the side. Unzipping my jeans, I pull them down my thighs so there’s enough room for my cock to spring out, already leaking with cum.
Pulling her back into my lap, she doesn’t hesitate to sink the monster sucker into her hot as fuck cunt, swallowing it in one agonizing thrust. “Fuck, pet, you sure know how to shock the fuck out of me.” She’s still virgin-tight.
Probably because she’s only been fucked the one time. A wicked smile twists my lips. Cupping both breasts in each hand, I lean forward, suckling on one nipple while twisting and plucking at the other before switching sides.
“Milk me, pet, draw all that cum out of me into your heated little cunt.” She moans as her hips begin to move. Gripping each leg, I pull her thighs wider, forcing her to sink down further. “You’re still virgin-tight. So fucking perfect for me.” The praise makes her blush as she finds her rhythm.
“It’s only ever been yours, Cage.” Gripping a chunk of her hair, I tug back, exposing her elegant throat. Nipping and sucking from her shoulder to her chin, I feel her snug, velvety walls rippling around me.
“Nobody had better touch this fucking pussy but me.” She pauses, her breaths panting, but her green orbs slide to mine.
“Or what?” The challenging question gets me to squeeze her ass so tight she’ll have fingerprint bruises for weeks.
“I’ll fucking kill them. Slaughter anyone who sees any part of you I don’t approve of.” Her cunt floods with desire. “You like that.” It’s not a question but fact. “You want me to kill for you?” Magnolia worries her bottom lip, eyes molten as she gives a sharp nod. “You are a bad little girl, aren’t you?”
Leaning forward, she presses her lips against mine. “Only yours, Cage, only yours.”
Biting her lip until it stings, I lick across them, my eyes drawn to the bruised muscle as her tongue peeks out of her mouth, brushing across my teeth marks. I fix her jaw in my hand and poke my thumb into her mouth, the pad rubbing along her tongue, holding her in place as I tilt her head back, forcing her to arch her chest forward.
