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“Do it, you fucking pussy, do it. Now.” I demanded.

He squeezed tighter and my pussy clenched, causing a flood between us. Fuck this man for giving me everything I wanted, for not flinching. Not hesitating at my crazy demands. He squeezed my throat until my vision grew blurry, and my breathing was difficult, pounding into me with strong hips, deep and painful and hungry.

“Don’t come,” I warned him again and reached for my purse, pulling out my Glock nine. “Don’t,” I warned again.

Intensity flashed in his eyes along with something else. Annoyance. He reared back onto his haunches, cock still buried deep, raised his hand, and smacked me across my face.

“Goddammit,” he growled angrily.

The move, so out of character, pulled a powerful orgasm from my body. I shook and convulsed while Thomas pounded harder and harder into me. Fucking me until I was spent, limp right there on that pathetic fucking patch of grass.

“Holy fuck,” I whispered as my body gave up its last shudders.

Thomas’ hips stopped moving even as his cock twitched and throbbed inside of me, causing tiny aftershocks.

“I’ll fuck you as long, as hard, as humiliatingly as you want, Sadie Ashby. Always. But no fucking guns. Got it?”

I stared at him.Who the fuck is this man?

He squeezed my throat and pulled out before he slammed his cock back in. “Got it?”

I nodded, and he smiled, hips moving fast and deep, fucking me until he yanked another orgasm from me, before taking his own pleasure, right along with my mouth, taking the kiss I denied him earlier while he sent my body and my mind spiraling.

“I got it,” I panted. “And I want it again.”

He laughed and sat up, finally separating our bodies with a reluctant grunt.

Thomas picked up the gun that had slipped from my hand. “Home, Sadie. Let’s get you home, and I’ll fuck you anyway you like.”

“Fine,” I told him with a huff. “Party pooper.”

When we returned to the Manor, I made Thomas keep his word. He fucked me in my well-appointed bathroom. He licked my pussy and my asshole in the shower. Two more times in the bedroom before he left me a drunk, satisfied sleeping mess.

It was the perfect end to a perfect night.

Too bad I had to wake up in the morning.

CHAPTERSIXTEEN

Sadie

“Kat, how is the wedding planning going?” Maisie stopped at the entrance of the dining room, looking as glamorous as the fat cat casino dwellers she spent her days and nights with. She was a far cry from the mouthy college girl Virgil had brought home. She was part of the family now. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages.”

Kat pulled her attention away from Terry long enough to answer her sister-in-law with a smile. “It’s going well. I’ve gotten a lot done, but we still need to plan the whole bachelorette party and all that fun stuff.”

“Sounds good.” Maisie crossed the dining room and greeted Virgil with a kiss. “I’m so happy it’s Sunday dinner because I’m starved!”

“Pregnant starved?” I asked with a smile. The truth is, I was delaying the inevitable. After a night of drinking too much and fucking just enough, I’d decided sometime in the middle of the night that it was time to tell my family, my kids, about the priests.

Maisie sighed, but the corners of her red lips curled up. “Possibly. It’s too early to say.”

That was good news. Welcome news that should take the sting off what I had to say tonight. “I look forward to knowing more.”

“Me, too,” Virgil growled and pulled her in for a kiss.

Jasper chose that moment to enter the dining room, Calvin carrying Ava Rose a few steps behind him. The little girl smiled and reached out to Jasper, who instantly melted and took her in his arms.

“Hey, baby girl. You’re looking very pretty today.”

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