Page 82 of Sweet Refuge


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How’s the little mama?

Tired. Probably hungry.

That’s good because dinner’s at HQ and you’re cooking, Overstreet.

He sent a laughing emoji, but Gia sent him an eyeball emoji, which told him she wasn’t joking.

What time?

1800.

We’ll be there at 1700. Lena needs to talk to Sparrow.

Are you sure you should be speaking for her?

He considered Gia’s question. Was he making calls for Lena again?

I think this time she will agree it’s time to have that talk.

OK. I’ll set it up.

When he laid aside the phone, he rolled back over to find Lena looking at him. He waited for the morning sickness she’d been experiencing to fully hit, but she surprised him by flipping on top of him.

With her straddling him and her soft, wet pussy against his cock, he issued a low groan. He latched on to her hips and held her in place, but she was having none of that and sank down over his erection.

They shared a moan. A heated throbbing settled in his groin, increasing in tempo when he palmed her breasts and she cried out.

“I need you, Slade,” she rasped.

He strummed his thumbs over her peaked nipples, watching pleasure play across her beautiful face.

“Slow, lover,” he urged.

She went still on top of him, her inner walls flexing on his length until he thought he’d lose his damn mind. The wanting built and built to epic proportions. When neither of them could take it anymore, he pushed his cock deeper inside her.

Lena cried out and began to ride him with hard, purposeful twitches of her hips, taking him deeper and deeper on every pass. He tweaked her nipples, making her cry out. When he wrapped his hand around her nape and brought her down on top of him so he could claim her mouth, he swallowed her moan.

She grabbed his wrist and brought his hand between their bodies. Understanding what she needed from him, he brushed his thumb over her clit. Juices flooded his cock and damn near stole his control. So did her sweet cries.

“Fuck me, Slade. Rub my clit!” She rocked faster and faster, bucking into his hand and cock.

The dark whip of need blasted through him. Pleasure stole through his body.

“Open your eyes, Lena. Look at me when you come.”

She flipped her hair out of her eyes and met his stare. He pumped his cock harder, faster, sinking into her tight, grasping heat until the release stole his every thought.

Her soft purr of bliss echoed off the walls, and she continued to ride him until she collapsed on top of him, breathing hard.

Smoothing his hand over her spine, he drank in the feel of her.

She turned her head, pillowing her cheek on his pec. “Who were you texting?”

“Gia.”

She looked up. “More food?”

He huffed out a chuckle. “She says I’m cooking, so that would be a yes.”

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