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I imagined my hands moving down her lush curves as I gripped her hips. I knew the sounds that she made for me. Hell, I’d memorized every last one.

Every fucking gasp.

Every fucking moan of pleasure.

She jumped up and wrapped her long legs around my waist.

“I need you inside me right now, Cowboy,” she purred.

I thrust into her, burying myself so deep that I hoped I could stay there forever.

I pumped my hand up and down my cock, faster now.

And I fucked her in my dreams the way I wanted to fuck her in this moment.

The buildup had me on edge as bright lights exploded behind my eyes, and the most powerful orgasm tore through my body.

“Presley! Fuck!” The words were out before I could stop them.

I hadn’t come that hard in years.

I hoped like hell that she was still asleep and hadn’t heard me. But at the same time, I had no shame in my game.

We’d both admitted that it had been a while.

I’d never stood on ceremony with this woman.

I reached for the soap and cleaned myself up before climbing out of the shower, feeling a hell of a lot better than I did when I stepped into it.

I dried off my body and my hair and pulled on yesterday’s clothes, grateful to be out of the ridiculous pajamas. I used my finger to brush my teeth with some water before stepping out of the bathroom.

She was sitting up, staring at me, when I entered the room, and she tucked her hair behind her ears. How did she manage to look so fucking pretty without any effort?

“Good morning,” I said, making my way over to the dresser to check my phone.

“It certainly is for one of us.” She smirked before moving to her feet with a devious grin on her face.

“Hey, you’ve clearly never woken up with a bad case of morning wood because someone’s tight little body was rubbing against you all night.”

Her head tilted to the side, and she smiled. “Way to give a girl a confidence boost first thing in the morning.”

“I’m glad you’re taking pleasure in my discomfort,” I said as I pulled the curtains open and looked outside to see that the snow had stopped falling.

“I’m guessing you’re more comfortable now?” she asked with a chuckle.

“I’m actually feeling fucking fantastic now. Thanks for asking. Let’s get dressed and get on the road.”

“Okay. I hope there’s a pancake house in our future. I’m starving for real food,” she said, making her way to the bathroom.

“Me, too.” I dialed my mom, and she put Gracie on the phone as my gaze followed Presley when she stepped back into the room wearing her jeans and boots but leaving on the long underwear top beneath her coat.

“I miss you, Daddy.”

“I miss you, too, Gracie girl. I’ll see you after school today.”

And just like that, I was brought back into the reality that was my life now.

I had a little girl waiting for me at home.

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