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I tell her about our unlikely friendship in college. Very much opposites attract, but after we booked the same backpacking adventure, it turned out we had more in common than I suspected.
“By the time we graduated, he felt like family. Like a brother,” I admit ruefully.
She draws a slow circle on my chest. “What happened to that feeling?”
“We grew apart. Or maybe we were never that close, actually, and it was just coincidence that worked out at the time for us to start our business.” I can hear the edge to my voice, and I know she can, too.
“You miss having someone to share things with.”
“I did. I was alone for years.” I nod. “But then you showed up. And sharing my work with you has meant everything to me.”
“Is that why you…?”
“Used your life details?” I grimace. “I’m sorry about that. Truly. That was a horrible invasion.”
“It didn’t hurt me. I didn’t know about it.”
I kiss her temple. “Until tonight.”
“Until tonight,” she repeats softly. “But even now…do I look mad?”
I look down at her. Her eyes, sparkle and her mouth is curved into a very pleased smile.
“No.” Which fills me with pride. But it also leaves me with an important question. “Why aren’t you?”
“Because it all felt right to me to hear it. To know I’ve been…” She pushes herself up, her towel falling away from her body. “To know you’ve seen me as a woman all this time, that’s very nice.” She leans in, her breasts brushing against my bare chest. And she frowns. “But I am annoyed I’ve missed out on a lot of girlfriend benefits.”
I cup the back of her head, drawing her closer. “Fiancée benefits are even better,” I murmur.
“Those too. You owe me,” she says as sharply as she can manage while at the same time, climbing on top of me.
“Consider me severely in your debt.” I crush our mouths together, hard and firm, and drop my other hand to her ass. God, she feels good in my hands.
She squeaks into my mouth and kisses me back, her nipples tightening to such peaks that I can feel them drilling into my own chest.
I lift her hips up enough to get my hand between us, and give her my fingers because she can’t be ready for my cock again, not tonight, but I want her pussy filled.
My cock leaks against her thighs as we kiss. She didn’t answer my question about children, but as she rides my fingers, I imagine it’s my cock, pumping seed slowly into her womb.
Putting a baby in my fierce little assistant. Starting a family—and not waiting out of an overactive sense of caution.
Clover pulls off my mouth with a cry. “Put it in me,” she gasps. “Please.”
It doesn’t take much this time. My fingers slip out of her and my cock knows exactly where it needs to be.
Her eyes go wide as I notch us together.
“Tell me I’m yours,” I say.
“You’re mine.”
I cup her cheek possessively. “Tell me that you are mine.”
She lifts her chin, holding my eye contact. “I’m yours.”
“Tell me this is real.”
“Rufus—”
