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He takes the phone.
“We’ll be there in an hour to pick you up, Mrs. Rose.”
“Please. Call me Gillian.” I hear her say. “Or Mom.”
“Mom. That sounds good,” Levi says.
When the call ends, this amazing man lifts my face and kisses my lips gently.
“I heard,” I say.
“You’re both part of my family now. I promise to be the man your father expects, but more importantly, the man you deserve, Kaylee.”
“I know you will.”
“Let’s go get your mom, so she knows she’s not alone.” He brushes the hair from my forehead. “Then let’s get your father buried and create our life.”
I don’t even know if Levi wants children. Or a big wedding or...I don’t know anything. We have never discussed these things.
It doesn’t matter.
I know the important things now. Levi is a man with great integrity and loyalty, and he loves me unconditionally.
The rest will fall into place.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
LEVI
SIX WEEKS LATER
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“Babe, everyone is going to be here in a few minutes.” Kaylee purrs.
Which is why my cock is so damn hard.
I should be feeling dejected that we didn’t make it to the Super Bowl, but it’s my first year, and today we have over fifty people coming to watch it with us.
Arriving any minute.
And I just tied Kaylee’s arms behind her back while she sits on a kitchen stool and spun her around and pulled down her panties.
She’s right, we only have a few minutes. Fortunately Kaylee demanded I change the code on the front door, so my family has to request entry. So we will have some warning. But not much if I’m balls deep inside her.
I part her thighs.
“You shouldn’t have been cheeky, then.” I tug her bottom to the edge and plant my face inside her pussy.
“Oh god.” She groans.
I lap at her, wet juices pouring out of her. We’ve been teasing each other all day. The sexual tension building, so this has to happen.
It started when she sat on my lap at breakfast and told me she was not going to wear any panties at our wedding.
“Kitten.” I growled. “You cannot tell me that. I’ll have a fucking hard-on while you’re walking down the aisle.”
She giggled and climbed off, leaving me with a goddamn hard-on.
“We’ll be there in an hour to pick you up, Mrs. Rose.”
“Please. Call me Gillian.” I hear her say. “Or Mom.”
“Mom. That sounds good,” Levi says.
When the call ends, this amazing man lifts my face and kisses my lips gently.
“I heard,” I say.
“You’re both part of my family now. I promise to be the man your father expects, but more importantly, the man you deserve, Kaylee.”
“I know you will.”
“Let’s go get your mom, so she knows she’s not alone.” He brushes the hair from my forehead. “Then let’s get your father buried and create our life.”
I don’t even know if Levi wants children. Or a big wedding or...I don’t know anything. We have never discussed these things.
It doesn’t matter.
I know the important things now. Levi is a man with great integrity and loyalty, and he loves me unconditionally.
The rest will fall into place.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
LEVI
SIX WEEKS LATER
––––––––
“Babe, everyone is going to be here in a few minutes.” Kaylee purrs.
Which is why my cock is so damn hard.
I should be feeling dejected that we didn’t make it to the Super Bowl, but it’s my first year, and today we have over fifty people coming to watch it with us.
Arriving any minute.
And I just tied Kaylee’s arms behind her back while she sits on a kitchen stool and spun her around and pulled down her panties.
She’s right, we only have a few minutes. Fortunately Kaylee demanded I change the code on the front door, so my family has to request entry. So we will have some warning. But not much if I’m balls deep inside her.
I part her thighs.
“You shouldn’t have been cheeky, then.” I tug her bottom to the edge and plant my face inside her pussy.
“Oh god.” She groans.
I lap at her, wet juices pouring out of her. We’ve been teasing each other all day. The sexual tension building, so this has to happen.
It started when she sat on my lap at breakfast and told me she was not going to wear any panties at our wedding.
“Kitten.” I growled. “You cannot tell me that. I’ll have a fucking hard-on while you’re walking down the aisle.”
She giggled and climbed off, leaving me with a goddamn hard-on.
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