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“Holy crap,” she mutters into my ear. “Dillan…”

“You feel fucking fantastic, baby.”

Her nipples instantly harden with excitement, pebbling against my palms, and she whimpers in delight. I brush over them with my thumbs, barely touching them, just enough to feel them grow even harder.

Her breath catches when she tries to reply. “I can’t stay…I gotta get to work.”

“Lizzie, baby, no. You’re overdoing it,” I rumble in that voice she likes, continuing to tease her puckered nipples. “You’re working too much.”

“I can handle it…Dillan,” she says with a ragged intake of breath. I feel the subtle shiver that runs through her, and her knees buckle slightly under the tender touch. She almost purrs when I tug slightly. Her voice, hoarse and filled with longing, whispers, “Stop…I’ve got no time to change, and I sure as hell don’t need soaked panties during my shift.”

A smirk plays on my lips against her cheek, amused that she’s staying put. I roll her nipples between my fingers, alternating between caressing and squeezing them. When I tug hard, she arches up into me, sweet sounds filling the room. I already see myself licking her clit. Slowly. Torturously slowly. “That’s a clear sign you should take time for yourself if you ask me.”

“Yes.” Her breath is heavy, then she shakes her head. “I mean…not today. Sorry, babe.”

I pull away from our embrace, my cock protesting—to fix her with a stern expression. “Lizzie…”

“I know, Dillan. I know.” With a heavy sigh, she steps back and smooths the blouse of her waitress uniform down. “And trust me, normally I would whole-heartedly agree with you. And even though I’ve got my studio now, whatever savings I had went toward fixing it so it’ll be ready for opening. Until it actually starts making money, I can’t slow down. I’ve got two rents to pay, and now with Isaac…”

She glances into the mirror next to us and adjusts her top, two beautiful nipples peeking out through the fabric. Sweet Jesus.

“You know I have whatever Isaac needs handled,” I argue, willing my blood to stop rushing south. “All you have to do is say the word and I’ll?—”

Gently, she places a hand on my chest to stop me. “You’re an amazing help. The automatic shipment of diapers, wipes, and formula you set up has been a godsend. Thank you so much for taking one thing off my very full plate.”

“I would like to take more, if you’d let me.”

“I know. And if I think of anything, I’ll let you know.”

It’s hard to not let my mind wander, but I manage.

I cup her face with both hands and kiss her, long and slow, savoring the feeling. Lizzie melts against me. I feel her tongue slide into my mouth, her hips pressing against my erection, but before I can really kick up the heat, Isaac starts to whimper.

Turns out, my son is the perfect cock-block, and I love him with all my heart.

Reluctantly, we draw away, and I retrieve our son from his car seat. Lizzie checks her phone for the time and bites her lip. “Shit, I’ve got to run if I’m going to get to work on time,” she says. “I’ll miss you.”

I bounce Isaac to calm him. “I’ll miss you too, baby.”

“Oh… And just so you know…” Lizzie gives me a smirk, and her eyes grow mischievous. “…the doctor says I’m fully healed.”

Holy shit.

Best fucking news.

I’ve been dying to hear those words.

My cock has been dying to hear those words.

“Please tell me that means what I think it means.” I have to make sure.

“You know it does.” She winks, tugging the lobe of my ear with her teeth.

I know it does.

Ladies and gentlemen, we’re back in business.

Without a hitch, thoughts of me stepping behind her and pushing her against the mirror crash into my mind. Seamlessly, I picture myself running my hands up her thighs and slipping my fingers between her legs to feel the dampness there, waiting for my touch. I visualize unzipping my jeans and pushing aside her panties or—better yet—ripping them straight off her. I catch myself slowly entering her, invading her, stretching her with my cock, almost to the point of pain. And, just for kicks, I imagine taking her from behind, while she meets my eyes in the mirror, one of her hands resting over mine between her legs as I brush my finger over her clit, the other laced with my fingers on the mirror, leaving their mark as her hot breath leaves steam and?—

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