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Her whimpers got louder the closer she got to shattering around me.
I knew I should try to keep her quiet, we weren’t alone in the house, but I fucking couldn’t. I wanted to hear her. I wanted to hear how fucking good I was making her feel.
I was starving for her screams, her abandon.
I felt her pussy tighten, her muscles clamping down and making me lose any restraint I had.
I nailed into her, my headboard hitting the wall. I couldn’t stop, not on my life. We needed this, we needed to lose control, needed to lose ourselves in each other.
She whimpered my name as she came, pulling me over the edge right along with her.
Nothing has ever felt more perfect, more right.
I kissed her lips, pushing her hair back from her face as we both started to breathe again.
She was so damn beautiful, like she’d always been. She smiled, making the sign for breakfast.
I chuckled, grabbed my cell, and typed out a message.
Booker: I’m sure my mom would love to see you sitting at her kitchen table again. You think she heard us?
Macie’s eyes grew wide, her lips pulled in. “Booker, oh no. I forgot about your momma. She’s going to thing I’m a little hussy.”
I shook my head, silently chuckling at how flustered she’d become. I held my phone out again.
Booker: She’s not going to say anything, even if she did hear us. She’s way too polite and way too Southern to bring up such things over pancakes. And besides, she’s going to be so damn happy for us, baby.
“I’ll never be able to look that sweet women in the eye again. Why didn’t you cover my mouth? Why didn’t you remind me we weren’t alone?”
Her words were laced with irritation, but there was a smile on her face. I winked, tossing her my phone as I climbed out of bed.
Booker: I wanted to hear you scream my name while I made you come all over my cock.
“And you called me a heathen? Over a few strawberries?” She laughed as I grabbed her hand, tugging her up against me.
I kissed her lips, holding her face in my hands. She was precious. She was everything.
We got dressed and made our way into the kitchen. It wasn’t my mom sitting there waiting for us, it was McCall.
Dammit.
Now that fucker? He’d definitely be giving my girl shit for this morning.
“Well. I have no words, really I don’t. Thank god my mother took yours to breakfast first thing morning.” He shook his head, mock bewilderment on his face.
I signedshut up, shoving him to the side.
“Of course he learns the rude phrases first.” McCall rolled his eyes as he stole my girl and placed a kiss on the top of her head. “You smell like sex and teenage fantasies.”
Macie snorted and shoved him back toward me.
“What now? Are you two all in love and ready to make babies?”
I smirked, signingfuck yes.
McCall cocked his head. “I know yes, but what was that sign you did before it? Was that an F…Oh. Did you signfuck yes? I swear, Booker Thomas. Premarital sex and learning to sayfuckin a second language?” He wrapped his arm around Macie. “What are we going to do with him?”
Macie sighed, a sweet smile on her lips. “Well, I suppose I’m going to spend the rest of my life with him.”
