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“Son, what’s going on?” he demands as he reaches us.
I turn to Derrick. “Start setting up a schedule while I talk to Dad.”
He gives me a chin lift. “You got it, brother.”
Leading Dad and Saul toward the yard, I turn to them. “Tracey’s back.” The anger radiating off my dad makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. “The shit she said to Brooke was fucked. Derrick found her in her classroom on the floor, crying. She’d gotten sick too.”
“That fucking skank is going down.” Dad growls. “Brooke and Tripp are never alone.”
“Derrick’s setting up a schedule.” I tell him our plan. He nods in agreement. “They aren’t getting near my family.”
Dad grabs me roughly by the shoulders. “No, they won’t. Whatever you need from the club, we’ll do.”
“We can reach out to other charters, see if they have any men to spare,” Saul says, pulling out his cell phone.
Dad gives him the go-ahead to make that call. The other man walks away with the phone to his ear, and I turn to talk to Dad. “Thank you.”
“Son, don’t thank me. Not until Austin and Tracey are out of the picture.” He steps back. “Now I’m going to go in and say hello to my grandson and daughter-in-law.”
I watch him disappear into the house and then head over to Derrick and the boys.
“My nana lives right across from the school Brooke teaches at. She’s always needing something fixed around there, so I’ll keep an eye on her while she’s at school every day,” Boone says, stepping forward.
I nod. “Appreciate that, brother. I appreciate all of you.”
They all hop on their bikes and take off, roaring down the street. Dad comes out as I head toward the front door. “Tripp is ready for bed, son. Go take care of your family. Hunker down this weekend and let us all look out for you.”
“Thanks, Dad.” We share a back-slapping hug and then I head inside to my family.
***
“Shhh…baby,” I whisper to Brooke as I ease inside her. “Fuck, you’re so hot and wet.” Grabbing her thigh from behind, I lift it high, allowing me to sink deeper inside her.
She shudders around me, and I have to close my eyes, counting back from ten to keep from coming. I was worried she wasn’t going to let me touch her, but when I crawled into bed with her, she was on me immediately.
Once I’m in control again, I begin to move in and out of her while holding her gaze. For the rest of my life, I want to look into her unique eyes. Breaking eye contact, I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth.
Brooke arches her back, pushing more into my mouth. Fuck, she’s on fire right now. I’m not sure why, but pregnancy hormones make her so horny and responsive. I love it.
Picking up the pace, I begin pounding her into the mattress. I release her nipple with a pop before wrapping my hand around her other thigh. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, lifting her body as she throws her head back in ecstasy.
Her pussy begins to tighten around me. I let go of one thigh and grip the headboard for balance as I fuck her with brutal strokes. A voice inside my head tells me to be gentle, but Brooke’s wordless cries are egging me on.
The moment she begins to come, I lean down and swallow her cries. Her tight cunt triggers my own orgasm and I begin to bathe her walls with my cum. She squeezes every lastdrop from me and as aftershocks rock us both, we kiss slowly and deeply.
I pull out and then roll to my back, tucking her in close. Kissing her forehead, I sigh. She nuzzles my neck and gives me a squeeze. A thought pops into my mind and before I can stop myself, I ask a question that I’m afraid of the answer. “Do you blame me for all of this?”
Brooke pushes herself up. “Why do you think I’d blame you for any of this?”
“Think about it, if I hadn’t gotten blackout drunk and slept with her, we wouldn’t be here right now. Austin never would’ve been on your radar. You wouldn’t have gotten hit. You wouldn’t have that fucking bitch show up to your job and rub salt in old wounds.” God, my chest fucking aches thinking about all the pain I’ve caused.
Brooke gets up and for a split second I think she’s leaving, but she surprises me by straddling me. “Hank Burns, I want you to listen to me. None of this is your fault, none of this is my fault.” She leans down so our lips are almost touching. “I love you. I forgave you. We’re giving this another shot, and I’ll be damned if either her or Austin ruin things. I’ll be damned if she gets anywhere near Tripp.”
I grab her face and pull her in for a kiss. “I love you so fucking much, baby. I’m not sure how I even deserve this second chance with you.”
“Shut up, Hank.” Brooke kisses me hard and then pulls back. “I love you, too.”
Situating us, so her back is against my front. I feel it the moment she falls asleep.
