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Her legs wrap around my waist and she uses them to rock me in and out of her as her soaked pussy starts to constrict. Our mouths break apart, our breath mingling as we pant, my face still so close to hers as she nips at my bottom lip. “I love how your cock feels inside of me.”

“Mmm, good,” I groan. Working my hips in a steady rhythm, I fuck her harder. “You’re so fucking good. So fucking perfect.” Warmth floods the pit of my stomach and my balls draw in tight to my body.

I slide my hand from her hip to between us, my thumb finding her clit as I rock into her hard. Her pussy is stretched tight around my cock as my fingers work over the bundle of nerves, working her into a mess of moans again.

Her back arches, her head tips back as her nails dig into my shoulders. “Oh my god, Carson. Please don’t stop. Please.” The words fall from her lips in a desperate plea and it only has me fucking her faster.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur, my lips stealing hers once more in a breathless kiss. “I love you like this, spread out, soaking wet while taking every inch of me inside of you.”

“I’m going to come,” she moans, her voice completely breathless as her hips buck again, pushing herself closer to me.

“That’s it, baby,” I sigh, thrusting into her harder and faster while my fingers roll over her clit. “Let go. Come all over my cock.”

My hips shift and when I thrust into her once more, her pussy squeezes me even tighter. She pinches her eyes closed and inhales, the sound sharp before it’s chased away by her crying out her orgasm. My lips find hers, swallowing her whimpers as she loses herself, her pussy pulsing around my length. I’m right there with her, falling over the edge as I rock into her. I spill deep inside of her, her name falling from my lips in a breathless chant.

I’m with her, free falling into the abyss of ecstasy together. I want to be lost with her like this for the rest of eternity, balls deep inside of her perfect pussy. She’s mine. And I’m hers.

My hips don’t slow down until she’s filled with my cum. I drag out of her, not wanting to leave her warmth until the last possible second. My gaze drops down to her still slick cunt. I drag a finger through her wetness as my cum begins to drip from her. I collect it on the tip of my finger and push it back inside of her.

She’s breathless, her cheeks flush, chest heaving with every shallow breath. I reach down to push my cock back into my pants that didn’t even make it all the way to the floor. Once I’m tucked away, I reach for her. My hands lock around her waist and I haul her off the counter, holding her in my arms as I spin around on my heel and carry her to my bathroom.

Andi’s eyes are locked on me, dazed and content as I set her on her feet and start filling the tub with hot water. My fingers hook under the straps of her lingerie and I push the material down the length of her body. It pools around her feet and she stands completely naked in front of me.

“You’re a fucking goddess,” I murmur, my fingers skate up her hip, over the curve of her waist, along the outer edge of her breast, causing her skin to pebble and nipple to peak, then up over her collarbone. “I want to worship you for the rest of my life.”

She lets out a soft breath as I guide her over to the bath. She lifts her feet, another sigh escaping her as she sinks down into the water. As she situates herself beneath the surface, her face turns up to mine. She shifts forward, making space behind her. “Get in with me.”

There’s no hesitation as I push my pants and boxer briefs down to the floor and climb into the bath with her. The water is hot on my flesh as I sink under the rippling surface. When I get settled, she leans back against me between the cradle of my thighs.

She rests her head against my shoulder as I wrap my arms around her torso, holding her close to me. The silence settles around us and I let my eyelids flutter shut, burying my face into her neck to breathe her in.

This is exactly where we’re both supposed to be.

Wrapped up in each other, souls tangling, flesh melting together.

Andalina Rossi is lodged in my chest, nestled beneath my ribcage.

She has planted herself in my heart and I know now that I’ll never be able to let her go.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

ANDI

Matteo scoots farther forward in his seat, his arm extending as he points out to the glass along the perimeter of the rink. “Look, look! There he is!”

A smile lifts my lips and I stare out onto the ice, watching Carson as he skates around to warm up. He was able to get a group of guys together to rent the local rink for a few hours so they could have a small pick up game.

He looks up over to where Tella, Matteo, and I are, raising his hand to wave as his eyes shine back at us. The guys all agreed to have it be a low contact game, in an effort to curb any potential injuries to the guys. No one else needs anything bad happening to them, but getting together for some healthy competition is great for them all right now.

Since they rented the rink, the only people in the stands are friends and family who came along to watch. The public doesn’t need to know about it—it’s just a group of guys who play professional hockey getting together to play a non league game.

“I see him,caro,” I smile at my son, lifting my gaze back out to the ice as they get into position in the center of the rink. Caleb waits until everyone is in place and ready to go before he moves toward the dot for the face-off.

The puck drops and Caleb wins the face-off, sending it back to Carson before they begin to skate towards their offensive zone. It’s exciting to get to see him play in person for the first time, even if it’s a game that means nothing.

Tella came with us to watch the guys play. Caleb’s nanny is getting ready to retire and he gave her the off-season off, in the hopes that he can find someone before the season starts again.

I sit with both kids, watching the game as the guys have the best time on the ice. It’s almost like watching an All Star game. There isn’t the aggression and competitiveness that comes with a normal professional game, but none of them like to lose, so they aren’t slacking off either.