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Sven

E ven though the day had started out as a total shit show, one he had yet to fully unpack, Natalie had been amazing. They had done just what she’d suggested. They hung out in bed, enjoying each other and watching movies. It had been a long time since Sven had watched this many Disney movies, but it was the perfect way to spend the day.

Natalie was starting Winnie’s bath, while Sven picked up the bedroom and cleaned up the dinner they’d ordered. As he was heading downstairs, his phone rang.

It was Tillie.

“Hey, Tillie, what’s up?”

“I was going to ask you. Dad just left an almost unintelligible message and sounded pissed.”

“Oh, that... Well, he found out about Winnie.”

“Oh no . . . How’d that go?”

Sven filled her in as he loaded the dishwasher.

“Wow . . . I can’t believe he did that.”

“I can,” Sven said as turned on the dishwasher and turned to head back upstairs.

“You’re right. I’ll dodge his calls for a couple more days. Do you think he’s done?”

“I don’t know what else he can do. But, Tillie... this might be it for me and him. I don’t know how we come back from this.”

“Yeah, I totally get it.”

By the time he turned the corner into his room, Natalie was in his bed, and there was not a baby in sight. A slow smile spread across his face.

“I’m gonna let you go, sis. Text me when you’re coming.”

He crossed over to the bed with heat in his eyes. “Where’s Winnie?”

“After her bath and bottle, she fell right to sleep,” Natalie said, smiling.

“And you just waited in my bed for me.”

Natalie bit her lip and nodded.

Fuck. She was perfect.

“Natalie.” He kneeled on the bed and held the back of her head. “Fuck. I need you.”

“You have me.”

That was all he could hear. You have me . Those words played in his head over and over. He bent his head and kissed her.

Her arms snaked around him, pulling him down on the bed. He stretched out next to her, never breaking their kiss. The feel of her lips on his was perfect, but he needed to feel her skin on his as well. He needed to feel all of her.

“I think we are wearing entirely too many clothes for this.”

Then she pushed herself off Sven’s chest and sat up quickly. “Sven.”

“What is it, baby?”

“You’ve had your shirt on all day. I think that might be a record.”

“Man... today threw me even more than I thought it did,” he said, sitting up and pulling his shirt off over his head.

Natalie gave a satisfied hum as she traced her hand along his torso.

“Your turn,” he said, motioning with his head to her shirt.

She obediently sat up and pulled her shirt over her head. Something about that spurred Sven on. “Now I want you to take off those little shorts.”

And when she did just that, he stood and pushed his pants down, and his thick cock bobbed free. He gave himself a strong, slow stroke. He needed this. Needed to bury himself in this woman and forget this mess of a day.

He was about to crawl back on the bed but then she walked around the bed and dropped to her knees in front of him, and he just about lost his mind.

“Fuck,” he rasped out as she wrapped her hand around his cock. “Natalie.” He tipped her face to him.

She just smiled and licked the underside of his cock, gazing into his eyes.

That was it. He was keeping her. He knew that before, but he was even more certain. This precious woman was his, and he would protect her and keep her.

Then her lips wrapped around the tip of his dick, and he lost the ability for coherent thought. Then she put her hands on his thighs and bobbed her head until he hit the back of her throat.

He moaned and slid his hand into her hair. He ached to thrust into her mouth, but he stayed still, enjoying her movement.

Then she covered his hand with her own and encouraged him to push. Hmmm... Maybe his little angel had a little bit of devil in her.

“Do you want me to fuck your mouth?”

She nodded, her big innocent eyes sparkling.

“Fuck,” he groaned out as he slowly pushed his hips forward, pushing his dick farther into her mouth.

She moaned, bobbing her head again and again. Then he gripped her hair and thrust his hips, gagging her. He pulled out to make sure she was okay, but she followed him, pulling him back in.

“You like that?” he asked.

She nodded with tears in her eyes.

He was done for. He had met his fucking match, and he was going to fuck her mouth like she wanted.

He grabbed her hair and started slowly thrusting his hips. After a few strokes, she swallowed when he felt her close on the tip of his dick. It was all he could do not to come down the back of her throat, but that was not how he was finishing this.

He needed to get inside of her.

He pulled her off, and the sight of her with tears in her eyes on her knees before him did something, but it wasn’t something he was sure he wanted to act on. They would have time for that. Right now, he craved her and connection, and that wasn’t something he was used to craving when it came to sex, but here it was anyway.

“Get on the bed.”

Wanting to hold her close to him, he climbed on behind her, and they got under the covers. The emotions of having her this close were not something he was used to but something he thought he might crave now that he’d had it.

“Fuck, baby, I love the feel of you in my arms,” he said as he held her and kissed her neck.

Then their mouths met, and it was perfect. He could kiss her like this his entire life and never tire of it. Kissing Natalie Roper his entire life was something he liked the thought of.

Next thing he knew, she was pushing on his shoulder and climbing on top of him. He loved this side of her. She reached over into the drawer for a condom, then sat up, straddled him, and ripped the plastic package open with her teeth before rolling it down his length.

She got up on her knees and lined his cock up with her entrance before sinking down.

“Sven,” she moaned as she took him all the way in.

He had one hand on her thigh, and the other reached up and cupped her breast as she began to rise and fall on his cock.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He sat up slightly and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Her hand fisted in his hair, holding him there, and she began to bounce on his with a little more speed.

The grip in his hair tightened as her moans turned into little pants of air. “I’m so close.”

He slid his hand from her hip down to her core and slid it over her clit.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned.

He could tell she was close, and he was ready to feel her pussy squeeze his dick. And just like that, she was riding him, sloppily falling over the edge.

He flipped her and started pounding into her. It seemed like one orgasm bled into the next as he followed her right over the edge in a release that shook his entire body.

“Natalie,” he cried out.

She pulled him down to her and held him close as she pulsed around him her mouth open in a silent cry.

They lay there, clinging to each other, trying to catch their breath. He pushed up on an elbow, brushed her hair out of her face, and pressed a kiss to her lips. Closing his eyes, he enjoyed the nearness of her body before pressing another kiss to her forehead and then pushing off and slipping out of her.

“Thank you for today,” he said as she kissed the top of her head. “I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

She snuggled into him and kissed his bare chest.

“I’m not sure what I did to deserve you, Natalie.”

He could have said he loved her, but he had never said that to anyone before, so he didn’t want to blurt it out after sex, but he was feeling it. He just hoped she was feeling it, too.

She turned and rested her chin on his chest, looking into his eyes as he swept a lock of hair from her forehead and tucked it behind her ear. “I feel the same way about you, Sven. I’m in this. I’m lucky to be here for you and Winnie, just so you know.”

When they kissed, he’d never felt like he’d had someone he could count on before. Sure, he had his teammates, who he knew would go to bat for him, and he had his sister who loved him, and he loved her, but he never had this. He never had someone who was there, even when he showed his ass, someone who he could count on when shit got bad.

He had official custody of Winnie, and he knew he loved Natalie. That was everything.

“I found out when Winnie’s birthday is.”

“When is it?”

“August tenth.”

“Well, it looks like we’ll be planning an amazing birthday party in August.”

“My birthday is August tenth,” he said quietly.

Natalie sat up, her mouth gaping. “Are you serious?”

He just nodded.

“Wow. That’s really special.”

“I know,” he said, pulling her back down to him. “Today really sucked, but some parts of it were amazing. I have custody of Winnie, and I’m never letting you go... and my dad can go fuck himself. All in all, it was rough, but I’d do it again for this outcome.” He kissed the top of her head.