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“You feel so good, Red. I’m never letting you go now. You know that? You know you’re mine?”
“I’ve only ever been yours.”
“You are.”
And that seems to topple her over the edge—being mine. “Bast—“ She spasms around me, her head pushing against the pillow as she cries through her climax.
I want to hold out, but as her pussy pulses around me, I can’t stop the wave crashing over me. “Fuck! I’m coming.”
With my thumb, I find her clit and circle it, not wanting her orgasm to end until mine does.
“It’s too much,” she cries beneath me. Her pussy pulsing around me.
Bree grasps my ass as her pussy clenches around me as I hurtle over the edge, spilling inside her.
“I love you,” I cry out. My body fucking her like I can’t stop. I’m like a wild animal. Coming over and over. I’m so fucking gone for her. It’s like the primal side of me wants to breed with her.
Only when she cries out again do I finally stop and collapse on top of her. Our hearts hammer together.
I realize the silence lasts too long. “Bree,” I murmur, looking down at her. “Sorry I got carried away.”
She gasps, sucking into deep gasps of air. “Don’t be. I loved it.”
“You did?”
She tilts her head on my chest to look at me. “Definitely. I could do it again,” she says and pauses, “in an hour.”
“Good.” I laugh. “I need to clean you up. And I doubt we’ll manage another before the girls get home.”
She gives me a sleepy smile.
“And we need to move your things into here. I’ve made room in the closet for you.”
She smiles. “You have? You want me to...”
I pull her up from my chest and whisper. “I want everything with you.”
“Hettie and Havana will ask questions.”
“And we’ll be honest with them.” They love her as much as me. I know they’ll be thrilled.
Grasping her hand, I pull her onto my lap. “I’m going to date you before we get married.”
“Married?”
“That’s if you’ll have me one day.” I check.
She laughs and teases. “One day.”
“I’m not letting you go, Breanna. I’m in love with you. My girls love you, but what’s not to love? You’ve brought laughter in my home and I never want you to change. All things considered...”
“You mean my parents.”
I smile. “Exactly, and considering how they’ve always treated you, you’ve still got an enormous heart, but I want you to find something you want to do. Something that makes you happy.”
“You, Hettie and Havana make me happy,” she murmurs.
“I know, but I want you to have something for you. Study if you want to. I don’t know. Madeline always blamed me for her feeling like a failure. Blamed me for having the children, when apparently she wasn’t ready. Yet, they were a glorious, unplanned accident.”
