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It’s been the longest fucking road trip of my life. I head straight for my home, planning to shower and pack. I have four days until I have to be back in town, and I plan to spend all four days with my goddess.

I pull into my driveway and get the shock of my life when I find a small blue SUV parked in front of my two-story log cabin, and I don’t even bother parking in the garage. I pull up next to the vehicle and jump out.

I reach the front door, ready to kick ass if someone has broken into my home, but my goddess pulls the door open, shocking the hell out of me. “Surprise.” She smiles and throws herself into my arms.

“What are you doing here?” I hug her luscious body close and feel my heart settle for the first time since I left her. God, I have no idea how I’m going to survive the rest of this fucking hockey season.

“I wanted to surprise you.” She leans back, smiles up at me, and rambles on, “And I wanted to see Silver Spoon Falls for myself.” I follow her into my home. “I hope you don’t mind, but I used the extra key you left at my apartment to let myself into your home.”

“Of course, I don’t fucking mind. This is your home, too.” I kiss her soft lips and kick the door shut with my foot. “I’m going to give you a very extensive tour of our bedroom, and then we can talk.”

“I love your plan.” Lana smiles as I lift her curvy body into my arms and rush up the stairs.

When I step into my bedroom, I set my goddess on her feet, and she reaches for my waistband. “There’s something I want to explore.” She quickly pushes my sweatpants and boxers down my legs, and I kick them away as she drops to her knees in front of me.

“Explore away,” I manage to croak past my dry lips.

My goddess wraps her soft hand around my cock and slowly slides her thumb across the head. I throw my head back and growl her name when she leans forward to wrap her soft lips around the tip.

“Fucking suck me.” I’m not above begging. My goddess listens to my plea and sucks my cock to the back of her throat. I rock back on my heels and lock my knees while she runs her tongue down the front of my cock before slowly wrapping her soft hand around the base. When she gives me a tight squeeze, I almost come.

My goddess slowly strokes my cock while her soft lips close around the tip. “Are you torturing me on purpose?” I shiver as she sucks my erection to the back of her throat. She shakes her head and groans around my cock, and I fucking lose control. I stand and lift her against my chest. “I wasn’t finished,” she grumbles as I lay her back against the covers.

“I’m not coming down your throat until I’ve knocked you up,” I growl and watch as she tears away her t-shirt and yoga pants. “I’m a lucky motherfucker.”

“Yes, you are. Now, get down here so I can show you how lucky you are.”

She doesn’t have to ask me twice.

We spend the entire night making up for the days we were apart. The sun is rising over the horizon before we finally exhaust ourselves.

The sound of my phone vibrating on the bedside table wakes me up sometime later.

I grab the fucker before it wakes up Lana and swipe the screen to see an early morning message and a new missed call from my goddess’ brother.

Zane

Please have my sister call me.

Me

She’s sleeping right now.

Zane

It’s 3:00 in the afternoon.

Me

I can tell time.

Zane

Fucking hell. Please just have her call me.

Me

I will when she wakes up.

I drop the phone back on the nightstand and slip out of bed to go make my goddess some breakfast.

I’m standing at the stove cooking eggs when her soft arms wrap around my waist from behind. “Good morning.”

I turn in her arms. “Good afternoon is more like it.” As I kiss her soft lips, she melts against me, and I forget all about the eggs cooking on the stove.

“Fuck,” I growl and quickly stir the eggs before they burn. “I hope you like your eggs slightly overcooked.”

“I’m so hungry, I could eat just about anything.” She pours us each a glass of orange juice while I finish the eggs and bacon.

It suddenly hits me that something is missing. “What did you do with the furball?”

“I had Zane and Celine babysit him.” When she mentions her brother, I realize I forgot to have her call the asshole.

“That reminds me.” Better late than never. “Your brother wants to hear from you.”

“Shoot.” My goddess jumps up and rushes to the front hall. A few moments later, she returns, digging in her purse. “I got here and threw myself into getting ready for you to come home and totally forgot to call him.”

“I’m glad I’m more important than your brother.”

“You’re more important than anything.” I sit back and pull her onto my lap while she calls her brother. I’m able to make out the entire conversation pretty much from her side alone.

Once she hangs up, I carry my goddess upstairs and practice knocking her gorgeous ass up.