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After passionately taking my mouth, he whispers against my lips, “It’s not fast when you know it’s right.”

I hum my agreement before rising up and positioning myself so the tip of his cock glides through the lips of my pussy. Precum spills from him while he coats his length with my arousal. He uses it as lube and eases his way inside me. I gasp with pleasure as he fills me up, stretching my walls to accommodate his size. I’m still trying to figure out where he keeps this thing hidden all day.

Nate groans when he’s fully seated. “Is this what you wanted?”

I relax my body, allowing my weight to sink me down a little more. “It’s exactly what Ineeded.”

I start off slow, rocking against him while focusing on the sensations of each movement. I enjoy the way it feels, but I’m not sure it’s going to get me—

Before I finish that thought, Nate massages my clit with his thumb and heat flashes through my body. My rhythm falters, but I fall back into my steady pace, rolling my hips with each glide of his dick.

My breaths are choppy as I pick up speed. “Oh…yes!” I rasp, throwing my head back and balancing with my hands on his chest.

“Yeah, baby, just like that.” Nate’s voice comes out thick and husky with arousal. “Ride my cock, Teddie.” He flexes his hips while pulling me down, forcing his cock deeper.

Unable to form any coherent sentences, I moan my satisfaction as ecstasy floods my senses. “Na-ate,” I whine, my movements becoming erratic as my orgasm surfaces faster than I expected.

“I’m there too. We both need this.” He pulls me to his chest, digging his heels into the mattress as he fucks my pussy hard from beneath me. “Come for me so I can feel that sweet cunt squeezing my dick. I wanna see my cum drip from your pussy.”

My eyes flutter closed and I bury my face in the crook of his neck, letting his dirty words push me over the edge. My body tenses as his balls slap against me with each thrust, and I have to admit I love how he uses me to get us both off. My walls tighten around him just like he wants, until our orgasms explode and he releases inside me, filling me with his hot cum.

I slump against his chest, cradled in his arms while he slowly fucks my trembling pussy. A blissed-out smile teases my lips and I press soft kisses to the sensitive skin of his neck. It’s unusual for us to finish this fast, but maybe it has more to do with making up than the actual sex. I think he was right; wedidneed this.

Neither of us moves as we revel in the surge of endorphins. Nate strokes my back and twirls strands of my hair while his cock softens inside my cum-filled pussy.

I brush my fingertips along his collarbone. “So, still need a place to stay? At least until the next five books are written,” I tease as a peaceful calm washes over me, feeling his heart beat with mine.

He sweeps away a few tresses stuck to my dampened skin, then presses a kiss to my forehead, one that he holds for longer than necessary. “I’ll stay for the next five lifetimes if you’ll let me.”

A million butterflies take flight in my belly, my lips tipping up into a pleased grin. “I’m sure we can work something out. I know the management here.”

EPILOGUE

Nate

We finished our book series a month before it was due, catching Emily completely by surprise, which I admit felt great. She’s not the type to let anybody get one up on her, so she hounded me until I shared my secret. But the truth is, it wasn’t a secret. My new writing partner and co-author just knows how to keep me in line. And her threats to cut off sex are also highly effective.

Teddie and I just work well together. We inspire each other and can bounce ideas back and forth. I never dreamed I could have this kind of partnership with someone, and I don’t mean that in a strictly professional sense.

Halfway through writing, I realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Even if there was never another book or we ran out of cookies—although that would be a travesty—as long as I was with Teddie, my life would be perfect. I knew she’d say yes, yet I was still nervous when I asked her to marry me. But all my anxiety was for nothing because she toppled me over with her ecstatic answer.

Neither one of us has many family or friends, so we celebrated with an intimate but elegant affair. Our special day was idyllic, even with Peter continually assuring Teddie she still had time to make a run for it. At least I’m not alone in dealing with my jackass big brother anymore. But Peter will have to find someone else to annoy for the next two weeks. Teddie and I have just arrived in Fiji for our honeymoon. This place is a slice of tropical heaven on earth, but the two of us are so exhausted that we head straight for the master suite and faceplant on the mattress.

“I’m never leaving this bed,” I vow, my words muffled by the plush comforter. “We crammed too much work into this month and now I can’t move.”

Teddie shifts beside me with a groan. “Well, I’m the idiot who thought making elaborate cookie boxes for each guest the day before the wedding was a brilliant idea.”

“Hey, don’t call my wife an idiot,” I chastise, but she just giggles. “Besides, they were great. Everyone loved them. If this whole author thing doesn’t work out, you should open a bakery.”

“Or I could go back to doing VRBO. Although, I don’t have the greatest track record since I made the mistake of marrying my best guest.” She rolls onto her side to face me, showing me her beautiful smile.

“Wow, our marriage isn’t even consummated yet, and you’ve already decided it’s a mistake. You’re breaking my heart, Teddie Bear.” I dramatically smash my face into the mattress, making her laugh. I’ll never get tired of hearing that sound.

“Guess I better make it up to you, huh?” Her delicate fingers tease my side and I turn on my back.

“And just how do you plan to accomplish that?”

She shoots me a mischievous smirk before climbing over my body and straddling my hips. My fingers slip beneath her thin tank top and I savor the feel of her smooth, supple skin.

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