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“Oh my God,” I growl when she pushes back against me.

“Like that?” she moans.

I can’t talk—only nod.

“I’m a qu-quick learner, huh?” she says, with a cute, captivating smile.

I nod again, sliding into her faster. Our body makes smacking noises, wet and adding to the pleasure. Her ass ripples and bounces against my abs. Finally, I let out the beast. I can’t talk or even think. I can only focus on her wide, pleasure-filled eyes and jiggling, beautiful ass.

I hammer herhard. I pound into her young pussy. I fuck her deep and relentlessly, the seed pushing more urgency against my cock. Then my tip is burning, scorching like there’s a dam just about holding back the release.

With a roar, I collapse against her. She falls onto the bed, lying on her front as I hammer her hard. She reaches back, clawing against me as the seed bursts from my dick—wave after wave. Nothing else exists. Just my woman. Oh my… Ohfuck.

It feels like it lasts for a long time, and then I fall onto the bed beside her, turning onto my side to look into her eyes. She turns onto her side, too, smiling at me, looking so relieved and cute I have to lean over and kiss her on the lips.

“You’re a wild man,” she whispers between kisses.

I smirk, feeling more carefree than I have in years, or ever, really. Deep down, I imagine James staring at me, judgment and resentment in his eyes. Then, I focus on my woman. The guilt can come later.

“Youmakeme a wild man,” I tell her, trailing my hand up her body. Lying on her side like this highlights her shapeliness so much. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Forever?” she asks, reaching over and touching my cheek.

“Forever,” I say fiercely. “I meant what I said. The first time I saw you…”

I trail off when I see the panic in her eyes. I’m about to ask what’s wrong, but I don’t need to. She’s thinking the same thing I am. How can this ever work when James feels the same as me?

“What are we going to do?” she asks a moment later.

“Tell him the truth,” I say. “Be upfront. Be honest. Hope he understands.”

“And if he doesn’t?” she asks.

Part of being a good operator is having multiple avenues for accomplishing the mission and, most importantly, improvising when the job calls for it. As I lie here with the only woman I’ll ever want or need, I can’t think of any other options. I can’t imagine any different outcome.

“I don’t know,” I admit.

“He might make you choose.”

I sigh darkly. “That wouldn’t be good.”

“You can’t choose a woman you barely know over your own son.”

I lean forward and kiss her tenderly on the cheek. “You’re not just any woman, Samantha. I don’t feel like I barely know you. Maybe we can’t list a bunch of surface-level facts about each other, but I know you’re going to give me children one day. I know you’re going to be my wife. I know…”I love you, I almost say, but the phantom of my son holds me back. “You’re mine.”

“So you’re saying you’d be with me even if it meant never seeing your son again? I don’t know if I could ask you to do that.”

I sigh, roll onto my back, and pull her into my arms. Stroking my hand gently through her hair, I say, “Let’s not think about any of this right now. I know it’s selfish, but I want to be here just with you, only you.”

“Me too,” she murmurs, hugging closer to me.

A minute later, I hear scratching at the door. With a chuckle, I say, “Well, maybe we can make room for one more.”

My woman laughs as I stand, pulling on my briefs. Walking across the room, I open the door. Loki runs in, tail wagging so much his whole body is shifting from side to side.

“Somebody’s starved for attention,” Samantha says with a smile, putting on her underwear.

Loki runs right past me and leaps on the bed, snatching Samantha’s bra out of her hand before she can put it on. We laugh when he leaps down from the bed, running around with it, shaking it from side to side.

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