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“Holy shit.” He grabbed the phone and zoomed in on the screen. “I knew it. I knew I had to be her father, but seeing this…” he trailed off, shaking his head. “It makes it all real, you know?”
“I know.” I rubbed my palm back and forth over his cheek. “You’re part of the family. You’re not going anywhere. I wouldn’t have let Dad trade you anyway, but this…” I tapped the phone. “This means that you’re here to stay. If that’s what you want.” I gave him one last chance to back out.
Both of his arms went around my waist and dragged me into his lap. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m not leaving you or Abigail. This is it for me, Luce. This is the life I want. I don’t care what happens to my career. You’re more important.”
The fierce truth in his voice broke my heart. I wanted to tell him that it would be okay. That we’d find a way to make it all work out. But I didn’t know if I could. Dad would still be furious, but even he couldn’t run off Zachary once I hit him with the paternity test results.
“You’re a father.” I chuckled at the way his eyes widened as the full impact settled over him. I wanted to be shocked, but mild surprise was all I could muster. That and a huge surge of relief. I cupped his cheeks in my hands and kissed him.
His warm lips eased over mine, one hand cupping the back of my head. His breath shuddered in a slow exhale as I pulled back. His eyes searched mine and I saw our future spreading out before us. This was where I belonged too. Right here with him, with all of them. But right in this moment, it was the two of us against the world.
Taking his hand, I stood and led him to the bedroom. I needed this time with Zachary, a quiet moment where we reveled in each other and the possibility of happily ever after. He closed the bedroom door behind us, his gaze sweeping over the room. The sheets were still rumpled, and my clothes littered the floor, but I didn’t feel ashamed.
I tugged his shirt, working it over his abs to reveal his chiseled chest, and kissed his heart where it thundered. Every time we’d been together, it was an almost frantic rush. I wanted more today. Today, I wanted slow and easy. I kissed the center of his chest and pulled the shirt over his head.
Heavy hands settled on my waist and his thumbs worked beneath my shirt to rub over my skin.
Shivers of desire and anticipation worked through me, drawing me into his arms. I lifted my head and kissed him again, taking my time to enjoy the sensation of our lips melding together. His cock pressed warm and hard against my stomach. I rubbed my pelvis against his, enjoying the soft groan as hesucked my bottom lip into his mouth and nipped at it with his teeth.
He leaned back and peeled my shirt over my head, then lowered his lips to my neck and his hands to my ass, where he jerked me tight to his chest. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
If I wasn’t in love with him already, that would have done it. I cradled his head in the curve of my neck and unzipped his pants to free his cock. It was heavy in my hand. I wanted him inside me. A slow ache settled in my pussy and I groaned.
Zachary hooked his arms around my knees and lifted me into the air. I looped my legs around his waist, my hand still wrapped around his cock. I’d worn my trusty leggings again, and they provided the most delicious friction with every step he took toward the bed. He lowered us both to the bed, then unhooked my legs. “I want to take my time with you.”
I nodded and bit my lip. “Me too. If I can stand it. I want you so bad I can barely breathe. I need you, Zachary. You have changed my entire life, and I don’t want to spend another day without you.”
He slid my leggings down and threw them onto the pile of clothes in the corner. My shirt went next, followed by my bra and panties. He straightened to his full height and stared down at me. Desire flared hot between us. I let him look at me, and the intensity in his gaze made me want him that much more.
“You’re so damned beautiful.” He shucked his pants and underwear after kicking off his boots and socks.
I opened myself up to him as he lowered his body over mine. He rained kisses across my shoulder, then down to my breast, where he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked. His cock pressed between my folds, the head brushing my entrance. I strained my hips toward him. “Please.”
He palmed my slick heat and sucked harder on my nipple while nudging his cock inside. I took everything he gave me, craving every single inch. My legs hooked around his and I used my heels on his ass to draw him deeper.
Groaning, he released my breast and arched his spine, driving hard into me. Tingles pulsed along my pussy and up my back. My nails scraped over his arms and up to his shoulders. I ran my palms over his hardened nipples and rocked my hips in tiny pulses.
“I love you,” the words spilled out of me without regret. I framed his face with my hands and rose to meet him. “I love you so damned much.”
“Fuck, Lucy.” He kissed me hard. “I love you too.” He pushed deeper into me, his eyes fluttering closed before he snapped them open and captured my gaze. His thrusts increased, each one driving me higher.
Passion spiraled through me, my orgasm building and building with each pump of his cock. He drove me wild, speeding up, then slowing down, keeping my orgasm just out of reach until I twisted and moaned with need.
“That’s it, Luce,” he groaned my pet name in that tone I loved and changed the angle of his thrusts so that his cock curved into that special place. Then, without warning, his thumb circled my clit. He pressed it, teasing me with the additional sensation that sent me shuddering over the edge.
I screamed his name until his lips closed over mine. His back tightened beneath my hands, his pace increasing until he hit his orgasm and came so deep inside me it sent a shockwave and a second orgasm through my entire body.
We lay there panting and sweat-slicked for several long minutes. He caught his breath first and raised onto his elbows, relieving me of his weight. I didn’t mind. I actually kind of liked the feeling of him pressing me into the mattress. I rubbedmy hands up and down his back, enjoying the play of muscle beneath my fingertips.
“I could stay here forever.” I grinned up at him, still high on sex. “But I have to pick up Abigail from school soon.” And I had to deal with my father. I cocked my head to the side, enjoying the play of light on his cheekbones.
He kissed the tip of my nose, then the side of my neck. “When are you going to tell her that I’m her father?”
30
LUCY
This was going to be a battle of wills unlike anything I’d ever attempted before. I pulled into my parents’ driveway and took a fortifying breath. I had to present a calm front. No theatrics. No shouting or blaming. I had to prove to Dad that this was the real thing. Which meant I also had to tell him everything. Mom too. They were going to find out the truth sooner or later. I’d rather it came straight from me and not another shitty news piece.
