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"Yes," she moaned and parted her legs to wrap them around my waist. Her pussy was soaked, and my cock slid through her wetness with ease.

A wicked thought entered my brain, and I grasped her hips to roll her over.

Bridget squeaked, her hands splaying wide over my chest to keep her balance.

"I want you to ride me, darlin'. I want to see those beautiful tits as you bounce on my cock until you're screaming my name." This dominating thing may have some merit.

Her eyes darkened with lust as she rocked her hips, teasing my shaft as she slid along the length.

With a growl, I lifted her slightly so I could wrap a hand around my cock.

"Lucas," Bridget groaned as I notched the head of my cock at her entrance.

With one move, I lifted my hips in a hard thrust as I pulled her down onto my cock. We both groaned in ecstasy. The euphoria of being inside her made stars dance along my vision.

I helped guide her hips, letting her find that perfect rhythm that would make us soar.

I bent my legs, planting my feet on the mattress, the angle changing the depth and force of my thrusts.

"That's it, baby." I slid my hands up to grasp her tits, my thumbs and forefingers plucking at her nipples as the desire rose to a fever pitch. "Fuck, you feel so good around my cock."

"Lucas." Her hands curled into claws and raked down my chest. I craved for her to leave her mark on me. To show how I drove her mad with pleasure that she scratched me bloody.

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh rose in the room as I thrust into her in fast, hard, and deep strokes. She was loving every fucking minute of it. My name falling from her lips like a prayer. Like I was her salvation and the one who controlled her pleasure.

My balls tightened, and I slipped a hand between us to circle her clit. "Come for me, little darlin'. Be my good girl, and give it all to me."

Her walls fluttered around me, and her movements became erratic and jerky.

"That's it. Yes." I threw my head back as her climax triggered my own. Our noises intertwined together and rose up and out of the room. The scent of sex was heavy in the air as our breathing evened out as she fell against my chest.

I swept her damp hair away from her forehead as her fingers traced delicate patterns into my skin. "Love you, my sweet Bridget. Thank you for helping me see the light."

Bridget turned her head until she was looking into my eyes. "You just had to open your eyes and let it back in."

CHAPTER45

James

Heidi waved us into the living room, then scurried off to the kitchen. I glanced around the room, finding it almost exactly the same as when we were teens. The same overstuffed couches decorated with plaid pillows and fluffy blankets. A worn dark leather chair that Maverick settled into before anyone else had a chance to claim the seat.

It had been his father's spot.

I still didn't understand how Mav could worship the ground the man walked on. He was an abusive bastard who cut his wife and children down every chance he got.

"So," Noah began, trying not to look awkward. "Who do you think is damaging the fences? Tucker and Maddox?"

Tucker and Maddox were twins. The youngest of the clan and notorious troublemakers. I suspected them from the start of all the mischief.

"Those two are too much trouble for their own good," Heidi growled as she walked back into the living room carrying a tray with glasses filled with ice and a pitcher of strawberry lemonade. She placed it on the coffee table and poured the liquid into the glasses.

"Always were," I responded absently as she handed me the first glass. I took a deep drink, savoring the flavors I hadn't tasted in years. Oh man that was good.

Mav scrubbed a hand over his face. "I'm going to fucking kill them." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and began typing away. As he concentrated on his phone, I took in his features. Somehow, he'd aged far more than Noah or me. There were deep, dark circles beneath his eyes.

He looked completely and utterly exhausted.

Defeated, even.