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West:Okay, I’m going to try for 8:45. Be naked and waiting for me.

Me:So bossy.

West:Obey and I’ll make it worth your while.

Me:

As I sat in my bathrobe on the couch, trying to watch TV but not really paying attention, I couldn’t stop smiling as I remembered first the swim class and then the ice cream parlor afterward.

I’d always loved spending time with the Wolfe family. Yet today had been different because of West and his kids. Watching West smile and laugh with his children and siblings over stupid jokes, or me and Avery teaming up against West and Wyatt and teasing them about their ice cream flavor choices—pistachio and rum raisin—or even Aunt Lori organizing a big breakfast for the twins’ first day of school had made me feel all warm and fuzzy.

And I’d felt happy. Happier than I’d been in a long time.

I wanted this future. One full of family and laughter and even kids squabbling as kids did. I never thought I’d be someone who wanted a ready-made family, and yet never seeing Avery or Wyatt again seemed unimaginable.

My usual enthusiasm for work was waning, too. But I had less than a month of craziness to go before I could start being more than just a friend to Avery and Wyatt.

The doorbell rang, so I turned off the TV and jumped up. After peeking into the peephole and seeing West, I smiled and discarded my robe. I opened the door, and West growled. “Mine. All mine.”

He rushed inside, pulled me against him, and shut the door. His mouth pressed against mine, and I opened up to him, welcoming his tongue. As he lapped and licked and devoured me, I dug my fingers into his hair and pressed my body against his. The roughness of his shirt pressing against my hard nipples made me moan.

West broke the kiss and ran his hands down my back, to my ass, and then he lightly slapped one cheek. “You’re naked like I asked.” He slapped me again, and wetness rushed between my thighs. “Such a good fucking girl.”

I pushed against his chest, and he let me go. I swayed my hips as I walked to the kitchen, knowing he’d follow me. After taking out a can of whipped cream from the fridge, I held it up. “Did you want to put some on your dessert?”

He tugged off his shirt and tossed it to the floor, baring his magnificently muscled chest dusted with dark hair. “Fuck yes. Give me that and then get on the bed.”

I’d learned how West liked when I skirted on the edge of his orders. After handing him the whipped cream, I ran my nails down his chest until I could lightly stroke just under the waistband of his jeans. “Don’t take too many breaks on the way to the bedroom, old man.”

He growled, swatted my butt, and I ran down the hallway, with West close on my heels.

I’d barely jumped onto the bed when West entered my bedroom. He set the whipped cream down so he could shed his boots and jeans. Like usual on our nights together, he was commando.

Staring at his cock, I licked my lips. I craved driving him wild with my mouth.

“Not tonight, Emilia. Tonight, it’s my turn to make you lose your mind with pleasure.”

He shook the can a few times, popped off the lid, and leaned down to blow air against my nipple. I moaned, arching my back, and he murmured, “Let’s see just how hard and swollen we can get your nipples tonight.” He met my gaze. “Don’t move until I tell you. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

I watched as he slowly, oh so slowly, lowered the whip cream can until it hovered just above my breast. One second passed then another. My heart raced, and my pussy throbbed.

When he finally sprayed it on me, I bit my lip to keep from moaning. The cold cream was a shock and oddly made me hotter.

He repeated the action with my other nipple before setting the can aside. West rubbed his hands over my stomach, my hips, and then up between my breasts and down my arms until he could take my wrists.

He pinned them above my head. “Stay like this, Emilia, so your tits jut out just for me.”

After he released me, I stayed in place, my breathing heavy. But he didn’t do anything but caress me with his eyes for at least a minute.

Damn, my nipples ached. I wanted him to touch me so very badly.

I didn’t know how much time passed before he lowered his head and circled my nipple with his tongue, around and around, until he gave it a cursory lick. Just a light flick, and yet heat rushed throughout my body, ending between my thighs.

He teased with light flicks, never fully licking the cream away, almost as if he were savoring it. Savoring me.

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