Page 118 of Total Shutdown

“Where do you want to come, Baby? Inside me or somewhere else?”

He lets go of my legs, but I keep them in place as he pulls out and quickly climbs onto the lift, resting on his knees between my parted thighs. “Tilt your hips up for me, Collins. I want to see your pussy and ass.”

I do as he asks, and he sucks a finger into his mouth. Covered in his spit, he swipes it through my pussy and then moves further down, pausing when his attention snags on me.

“I want to play with your ass and come so deep in this tight pussy that I won’t need to push any of myself back inside. Take every drop, Baby Girl. Keep it.”

“Do it,” I bite as he pushes back inside my pussy and circles my tight hole with his finger, teasing it carefully.

The pleasure is so intense that I shudder, and he licks his lips, bringing his finger back into his mouth before lowering it to my ass.

He pushes inside a little more, and I groan, “Give me more.”

“Relax, Baby Girl. Let go,” he encourages, working his dick inside me so well.

I drop my shoulders on an exhale, and he pushes his finger halfway in.Fuck, it feels so damn good.

On his next stroke inside my pussy, he moves his finger deeper, and I hold my breath.

“I won’t last another second like this,” I push out.

Still fingering my ass and fucking my pussy, Sawyer leans over my body, finding my lips with his. “Then don’t, Collins. I’m not seeking your pleas this time. I’m chasing your high.”

Impaled in multiple ways, I orgasm harder and louder than ever before.

He roars, and I cry. It’s the best experience of my life. Being with Sawyer Bryce is the single best experience I could have ever hoped for.

Often, the greatest gifts are the ones we were never seeking out. And I was never looking for him or the family I’m now a part of and love with my entire heart.

Nothing has changed about who I am. Only now, I have love—a permanent fixture in my life that brings me the kind of happiness I was sure I already had, but in reality, I could never have imagined how complete it would make me. Make us.

“I love you,” I whisper, the words feeling natural as they fall from my lips.

Sawyer empties everything he has inside me, collapsing onto his elbows and covering my mouth with his.

He pushes a few strands of hair from my face, kissing me with earnestness. “Say you’ll come home with me to live, Collins. Forever.”

It’s the easiest answer I’ll ever give, not even a little hint of conflict within me.

“Yes.”

EPILOGUE

August

SAWYER

“Where exactly are you planning to put it?”

I look across at Collins as she smirks back. “We don’t need to find a new place for it. It’s already built and ready to go,” I say, answering my center’s question.

Jack sits back in his chair, his platinum wedding ring shining beneath the restaurant lighting. It’s the best kind of surreal to see him happily hitched. And never in the history of ever have I witnessed a wedding like it. Jack sure wasn’t kidding when he claimed his stepdad was a wedding planner enthusiast. We made the playoffs this season—which was an incredible achievement—but if Coach Morgan’s career in ice hockey doesn’t work out in the future, he sure as shit has a backup option.

“So, you’re taking over an existing business?” Jack asks Collins, who’s sitting beside him.

She nods, crunching down on a breadstick. “And you’ll never guess which one.”

From her other side, Kendra gasps, snapping Archer from his daydream—one I don’t think he’s left since we were seated at the table at least twenty minutes ago. “Wait. Oh. OH. No, you did not do what I think you did?!”