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Now and forever.

It’s only him for me. It’s only me for him.

But this time, it’s real. There will never be anybody else, and something about that is hot and sexy and carnal.

He thrusts his finger in deeper before pulling it out and using my own wetness to stroke my clit. My hips jerk as he knows exactly what’s going to make me come, and being with someone who can read me so well is both gratifying and satisfying.

His fingers slide back inside me, and he pumps it in and out a few times as I stroke his cock.

And then, quick as lightning, he shifts up, pulls his jeans and boxer briefs off, yanks my leggings and panties down my legs, and he’s hovering over me.

And there it is. His cock hangs heavy between us in that exquisite moment just before he pushes inside me. His eyes find mine, and they search there for a beat. He finds what he needs, and his eyes stay on mine as he pushes his cock into me.

I close my eyes and tip my head back at the feel of him inside me again. I push my hips toward his to get him in as deep as I can, and he holds still.

My eyes fly open in protest. I need him to move. I need friction. I need release.

But when my eyes meet his, I see that he’s getting what he needs, too. Connection. Intimacy. Warmth. Love.

And then he starts to move. You might even say he starts to wreck that pussy.

He drives into me, and I cling onto him for the ride as he gives me everything I need in this moment. His cock hits some magical place inside me that only he has ever been able to reach—both literally and figuratively—and I feel my body building toward something powerful and intense.

I’m panting as I cling to him, and then it hits me as if out of nowhere.

I scream as an orgasm rips through me, and I’m powerless against its force as I ride wave after electric wave of pleasure. A loud growl rumbles up out of his chest, and as my body pulses around his, I feel him start to come as his warmth spreads inside me.

We ride the waves together until there are none left, and in the silence that follows, we both fight to catch our breath. He pulls out and collapses beside me, and he reaches down between my legs as his come starts to slide out of me. He uses it to rub small circles around my clit, and he catches my nipple in his mouth again.

“Oh my God!” I scream, and it’s mere seconds before he pushes me into a second orgasm. I dig my nails into his shoulder where I’m gripping onto him as I come, this one just as intense as the first, and I feel like I might pass out from the pleasure by the time it starts to subside.

“I love you,” he whispers. “This is the start of forever.”

I close my eyes and lean in toward him as I murmur I love you back to him, and he shifts so he’s holding me in his arms as I fall asleep.

I’m not sure if it’s two minutes or two hours, but I wake when I feel his lips on my neck. “I have some things I need to finish at the office,” he says, and I’m disappointed that this time together has to end, but I do need to get home to my son. And, I remind myself, it’s not the end. It’s only the beginning for us.

He shifts and stands, and he gathers up our clothes, setting mine beside me on the couch.

I yawn and force myself to sit up, and I start getting dressed. “Can I get a ride home?” I ask.

“Of course.” He finishes putting his clothes back on.

“Why don’t you come by for dinner and we can tell Jonah together that we’re moving in with you?”

“I would love to,” he says, and he leans down to kiss me. “Six?”

I nod. “Perfect.”

I can’t wait to tell my little boy that our move is back on.

CHAPTER 18: LINCOLN

I had a little time to process between when I dropped Jolene at Sam’s place and drove back there for dinner, and I’ve realized a few things.

In order for all this to really work the way I suspect Jolene wants it to, we have to get her dad on board.

I know how important he is to her. We’re not the same. She can’t write her dad out of her story the way I just did mine, nor do I expect her to.

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