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Then, I stop. “Answer me.”
“So manipulative,” she whines. “I’ll work less and on the West Coast. Happy now?”
I understand it’s difficult for her to give up her independence, but I need more than a compromise. I’m selfish.
“I want you to travel with me. With us.”
Kind of hard not to include Ethan, since he’ll be there. Not sure how that’ll pan out.
Fucking in secret? Shared hotel rooms? Separate nights?
“We’ll figure it out,” she says. “For now, can we get back to business?”
She squeezes around me, and it’s phenomenal, but I’m not finished.
“God, another reason I’m addicted to you.” I leisurely pump into her tight-as-fuck pussy. “One more question, then I’ll let you have my dick’s undivided attention.”
“You’re lucky you’re hot.”
I kiss her neck, then her jaw, then her lips. “Will you have my baby next?”
Her eyes widen, and her brows raise. “What?”
She tries to sit up, but I have her pinned.
“We’ve been together for two days, Jackson.”
“No, two years. A few months apart mean nothing.” I grind against her clit and bite her pouty bottom lip. “I want a baby with you.”
“You’ve reached a whole new level of insanity, O’Reilly. Is there a badge or a bonus or?—”
I cut her off with a slam of my hips, my cock hitting deep.
She releases a lusty moan and wraps her legs around me. “Keep doing that, and I might give you anything you want.”
I do it again then stop, and she whimpers.
“I’m being serious. I want you. I want this. I want a life together.”
She glares at me, and I glare at her.
She sighs, and I know I’ve got her.
“I’ll make a deal with you. If you promise never to do what you told me earlier and stay sober, I’ll give you the life you want.”
The feeling is indescribable. Elation. Euphoria.Hope.
“As long as I have you.” I can’t guarantee more than that, but I know I’m not fucking this up. I grin and whisper in her ear, “I’m going to fuck a baby into you so hard…as soon as this one vacates.”
She grows tighter and wetter, and I pound into her with renewed energy. When she comes, it’s with my name on her lips and her cunt drenching my cock, sending me into the sweetest oblivion.
THIRTY-FIVE
ETHAN
We havethree games this week, including a home game tonight. I’m swamped. It has only been a few months. I’m still familiarizing myself with the team and staff. I have to work twice as hard until we’re synchronized. The next game, the players, the organization, the playoffs—it’s always on my mind.
Except for right now.