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His hips slapped relentlessly into me, and I screamed into his hand, unable to stop the sounds bursting from me. Ripples started through my core, squeezing his cock and adding friction to the already tight squeeze.

“Oh fuck, yeah,” he growled. “You’re so God damn tight. Squeeze me. Just like that. I can feel you already milking my dick. You want it, don’t you? You want me to fill you up.”

I nodded. Damn me, I nodded, mindless for anything else. My hips snapped back into him, and his balls slapped into my clit with each drive.

“Come, Emerson,” he demanded. “Come like a fucking good girl.”

I whined, the sound high and helpless. Stars flew before my eyes as they rolled back in my head and my body clamped down on him.

I vaguely heard him muttering good girl, then felt him go rigid against me. Warmth filled me, matching the contentment that filled up my soul.

The next thing I knew, I was lying in bed under the blankets, my limbs tangled up with Luca’s.

“I never would have thought such a cinnamon roll of a guy could be like that in bed,” I murmured into his chest. Christ, we were both naked. Did his cum have knockout properties or something?

“Even the most sweet guys can be demons in bed, Em. I want to show you all of me. Do all the things that make your good girl scream with illicit pleasure.”

“You don’t do that Shades of Gray playroom stuff, do you? ‘Cause I don’t care that we’ve had sex, you can count me out.”

“I could tie you up and make you stay.”

My eyes popped open, and I stared up at him. Luca laughed.

“I can be kinky, but no, nothing like that—at least, I don’t think so. I haven’t seen or read it. But I’m not a whips and chains guy.”

“Okay. Mmm…sounds good to me.”

“Good, baby, because I’m never letting you go. Sex has never been like that for me.”

That surprised me. “Not even with Noa’s mom?”

Oh my God, did I really say that? I shouldn’t have asked, because Luca stayed quiet for a long time.

“I’m sorry. I—”

“I never had sex with Noa’s mother,” he blurted out. “My name is on the birth certificate, but Noa is my best friend’s biological child. Her birth mother is an actress—one you’ve probably seen in action films. She’s famous, and motherhood doesn’t fit into her plans at all. She and Noland had managed to keep her pregnancy out of the spotlight, a secret. They were going to raise the baby together—mostly him being a stay-at-home dad. But he died last year before Noa was born. Fast-moving cancer. Three weeks. Noa’s mom came to me in her last month and begged me to take Noa. To raise her as mine. I love my best friend. I would do anything for him. And I love my daughter.”

“But…it’s legal? Legal in a way that someone can’t come and take her from you?”

Luca nodded. “My lawyers have everything tied up into an unbreakable bow. I can’t lose my daughter.”

“I’m glad she has you.”

“I’m glad she has you, too, Em. I’m gladwehave you. It was a magical day when you blew into our lives like Mary Poppins.”

Eleven

Luca

My lips covered Em’s again, but the touch couldn’t seal away my worries that she would eventually leave us. Despite earth-shattering sex, we didn’t have a commitment and now wasn’t the time to demand one. It was too soon…too not the right moment, too.

So I kept kissing her and touching her everywhere I could, showing her what I couldn’t say with my words. And I wanted her again—but that also wasn’t happening, much to my frustration. I grumbled almost soundlessly into her shoulder when we heard Noa moving around in her bed on the other side of the half wall, and we both froze. But the baby settled and we went back to cuddling, knowing it couldn’t be more.

“I can’t wait to get you home in my bed with the baby down the hallway with two closed doors between us,” I rasped into her ear. “I want to be able to hear all your sounds without you having to muffle them.”

Her breath shuddered, and I was sure she was turned on again. God knew, my cock was a steel rod between us, pressing into her soft thighs and begging me for more.

“We can’t…” she whispered, and I wondered if she was telling me or herself. The thready whine in that breathy sound drove me over the edge. I flipped the covers off us and had us out of bed and her in my arms in a flash.

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