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Teeth clashing, tongues sliding, lips bruising. I kissed her like I was trying to brand her, to make herfeelwhat I couldn’t say.

I couldn’t say the words, but I poured them into her mouth.I love you. I want you. I need this.

All of it.

Her ass bounced with every thrust, slapping against my thighs, and her pussy? God—melting.Dripping. Sucking me in like I belonged there.

“Fuck, Serena,” I hissed, jaw clenched, breath ragged as I watched us move. My dick slid in and out of her slick heat, covered in the creamy mess she left behind. “You creamin’ all over me, baby. Fuck—look at that. You want me to cum inside you? I’ll get you a pill.”

She whimpered, nodding, pleading, “Please, Miles. Please, please, please?—”

That was all I needed.

My hands locked around her waist, holding her up, keeping her where I needed her as my hips slammed into her, hard, desperate, possessive. I grunted her name as I came, spilling deep inside, grinding through it like I could give her more. Like I could make herfeeleverything I couldn’t say.

We just stayed there, sinking into the couch. Both of us breathless, her ass still pressed to my stomach, my hands smoothing over her skin, gripping her thighs, then her back, needing totouchsomething real—her.

I gave her one more smack—slow this time—then pressed a soft kiss to her temple, my voice a low rumble, “Good shit, baby. So good.”

I stayed inside her for a moment longer, like I was afraid if I pulled out, I’d forget how this felt. She shifted just slightly, like she was going to speak. I held my breath, but nothing came.

“I love you, Sunny.”

CHAPTER 28

Serena

“Whatcha think of this?”Gigi asked, showing off a feathery mini-dress totally Vegas showgirl style as we stood in one of my favorite boutiques in town.

“I don’t want you here,” I said, crossing my arms. I was desperate to get home to Miles. Standing here, it felt too distracting and a waste of time. Being near him was the best feeling. I felt all wrong when I wasn’t with him.

What is happening to me?

“You’re happy to have us here,” Laurene said, sitting on the chair and flipping through her baby book. “Did you know some babies are born with hair, while others may not develop hair until later? I hope my baby comes out with hair. All of us did.”

I was losing my strength. I didn’t care for that. I was becoming like my sisters. Ew.

“Go home, Gigi,” I said sharply. “I only needed a dress. This was not supposed to be a big deal.”

“You’re in amood,” she said, wrinkling her nose at the dress and tossing it back onto the rack like it offended her. “Let me guess. Miles?”

Laurene looked up from the book. “Have y’all been fighting this whole time?”

Far from it.

We’d been fucking almost every night and morning. On desks. Against walls. Bent over my damn bathroom sink while the shower still ran.

And yet, somehow, it never felt like enough.

I couldn’t get enough of him.

“Oh my God, itisMiles,” Gigi gasped, delighted. “Ooooh,y’all get nasty? He blow your back out? I was betting with Reese and Laurene on how long it would take you to give in. I’m sorry, sis, but you so damn uptight, just enjoy the dick. I mean, I do with my guys. They’re like a bus or train line—ride them to the end of the line, then get off, get a new one.”

I scrunched my face up at her.

“If you’re having fun with him, that’s not bad.” Laurene shrugged and relaxed back in the seat, placing a hand on her belly. “Just use protection. Pregnancy sucks.”

Gigi nodded. “Take it from the queen of busting it wide open.”