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I shook my head and tightened my grip on her.

“Forget about the divorce, honey. It’s just a piece of paper. Doesn’t mean shit.”

She huffed a laugh.

“Yes, you had no problem ignoring it for a decade.”

Reaching into the collar of my shirt, she took out my ring and slid it onto her finger. It was far too big on her, but that didn’t matter. I wrapped my hand arounds hers.

“I don’t have to spell it out for you this time around,” I said. “You know what you’re getting into with me, Hattie.”

She nodded.

“I do. And for the record, it still scares the shit out of me.”

“Fair enough,” I replied.

“But…” She placed her hands on my chest, sliding up to loop her arms around my neck. “The only future I want is with you. Whatever form that takes. Maybe we have kids. But maybe we don’t. I like this little home we have here. It’s not perfect, but it’s ours. And your club is growing on me. It turns out that Vlad is really good with kids, and you’re going to have a hard time prying him away from Connie.”

I laughed softly, pressing my face into the curve of her neck. God, she smelled so fucking good. She shivered when I kissed her jaw, nuzzling into the hollow beneath her ear.

“I think Spike and I will get along really well,” she added, with a smile in her voice. The little minx.

“No,” I said in a flat voice. “You better not.”

“He seemed very charming. Handsome, too.”

I lifted my head to look at her.

“I know what you’re doing.”

She grinned and wiggled against my dick. I sucked in a sharp breath, digging my fingers into her hips.

“You fucking tease. You said no sex.”

“And you said you were willing to try for a baby,” she said. “Shouldn’t we practice?”

Before she’d finished speaking, I was on my feet, hoisting her into my arms. Hattie squeaked in surprise and locked her legs around my waist. My ribs screamed in protest, and my leg ached a bit, but I gritted my teeth and carried her to the bedroom.

Hattie’s lips tipped up in a smile as she kissed my neck. Nibbling at my ear. My cock surged. I tossed her on the bed, grabbing her ankle to pry her shoe off. She wiggled out of her shirt and bra, leaning back against the pillows topless.

I tugged her other shoe off, tossing it aside. Then I yanked her to the edge of the mattress, peeling her jeans off. No panties this time. Nothing but bare pussy for me.

Hooking her legs over my shoulder, I buried my face between her thighs. Hattie sighed, squeezing her legs around my head. I don’t know how I managed to survive for so long without tasting her like this.

Now that she came back to me, I intended to wake her up like this every morning if she would let me. I had to make up for thirteen years apart, and I wouldn’t stop until my woman, mywife, was screaming my name.

“Neil, I need—” Hattie gasped, clawing at my shoulder.

I lapped and swirled and sucked at her clit until she was shaking. I kept going, even when she came with a shout, I didn’t stop.

Finally, she gave my head a weak shove.

“Inside me.Please.”

I pulled back, wiping her slick off my chin, rising to my feet.

“On your hands and knees, baby,” I said.