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Brandon thrusts up into me, wrapping his arms around me, chasing what we both need.

Any pretense I’m in control is eviscerated, and I moan. “Brandon...” I breathe out on a whisper, my mouth pressed to his.

His tongue slides against mine, sending shockwaves through me.

Claiming me.

Owning me.

Worshipping me.

Taking everything I have and giving me all of him as I shatter and throb and pulse around him. “Brandon,” I whisper as he fucks me through my orgasm and his, devouring my lips and destroying any walls I might have had left.

ASHLYN

The storm rages outside, thunder clapping and lightning striking over the lake. It’s powerful and intense, just like the man holding me in his arms, and I’m not sure I’ve ever felt more at peace. Everything outside those doors can go to hell, but this, right here... everything inside this house is what matters.

Brandon’s hand drags lazy circles over my bare back, tracing my spine and tangling in my hair. I’m pretty sure I never want to move again. “I should get downstairs, baby.”

“Why?” I prop my head up to look at him, and he laughs at me.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” His smirk slides into place, and I want to kiss it off his face. “Even when you’re pouting.”

“Hey.” I nip the bottom of his chin, working my way down to his chest, then bite down gently on his nipple, teasing. “I’m not pouting,” I protest and gently kiss his chest. “Stay here... with me.” Okay, so maybe I can hear the pout in my voice, but I ignore it.

He cradles my face in his hands, like I’m something precious and kisses my forehead. My heart flutters as my eyes close. “What about Lindy?”

“She and I talked about a few things while you were gone,” I admit in the quiet of the night.

“Oh yeah? Am I allowed to ask what you talked about?” God, this man... There’s an uncertainty in his tone. He has no clue what he does to me.

“I’d hope so because we talked about you, among other things.”

He tickles my side playfully. “Other things?”

“Yes. Other things. Girl things. Boy things. All the things she’s going to be dealing with as she grows up. Hopefully not yet, but eventually. But what started the conversation was you.”

“Do I even want to know what was said?” There’s a hint of hesitance hidden behind his teasing.

I press my lips to his heart, then settle my cheek against it and soak in the heavy, steady beat. “We took a vote and decided we want to keep you, if you’ll have us.”

He places a knuckle under my chin and lifts my face to his. “There’s nothing that’s gonna keep me from you and Lindy, baby. I’m already yours.”

“What would you think of moving in with us?” I whisper as a crack of lightning lights up his face in time for me to see the heat in his eyes.

“I’d think you need a bigger couch.” He runs his fingers over my hair, and I tilt my head, leaning into him, a happy hum vibrating in my chest.

“You can get a bigger couch, if you want it, but I want you sleeping in here... with me. We’ve wasted so much time, Brandon. I don’t want to waste another minute.”

He rolls me over to my back and slides between my legs. “Never again, Ashlyn.” The tip of his dick glides against my pussy, taunting me, as I wrap my legs around his hips. “We’ll never waste another minute.”

His hips flex, and I moan as he surges inside me, thick and hot. I cling to him, moving with him, as he nearly splits me in two. The pain and pleasure mixing and growing. The thunder crashing as my heart shatters and soars and irrevocably breaks, knowing it belongs to him. Only ever to him. “Never again...”

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Brandon

“What are you doing up so early, shortcake?” Madeline skips down the kitchen steps, a devious look on her face.

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