I was holding on for dear life already, after getting the most phenomenal head of my life. The feel of her snug, slick cunt was my undoing, especially since I was so deeply rooted inside her.
It was a given that I was about to blow very soon, but first, I needed to take care of my woman.
My hand snaked between us, my fingers immediately hitting her sweet spot. Her clit felt hard as a pebble, indicating she was as close as I was. I circled it, gently at first, then slowly applied more pressure as I began to thrust hard inside her, filling her with every inch of me.
Her hands went to my ass, and she pulled me deep, meeting me thrust for thrust. I buried my face in her neck, sucking on the soft skin there, leaving more marks.
Rosie’s cunt contracted hard, and a keening cry rose through her throat. She suddenly clamped down on me and cried out as her cunt exploded around me.
Her vise-like grip set me off, and I bore down, pulled her ass up with both hands, and fucked into her like a man possessed until my cum filled her up.
We were both lost in each other. Rosie’s body twitched out of control underneath mine, while my hips jerked of their own accord.
My balls weren’t even empty when my arms gave out, and I collapsed, burying my face in Rosie’s neck and giving her all my weight. She sighed contentedly, trailing her fingertips up and down my back, making me shiver. We lay there, our bodies glistening with sweat and the air full of our heavy breaths.
For a moment, I allowed my mind to clear until there was nothing but the feel of her warm, soft body beneath mine.
I was undone, and I fucking loved it.
Pulling my head back, I kissed Rosie’s damp forehead, rolling and taking her with me.
My heart pounded, and I felt euphoric, but then she always made me feel that way. My hand went to her breast, and I pressed gently, feeling the thud of her heart and kissing the top of her head again.
“You okay, baby?” I rasped against her hair.
She got up on one elbow and touched my face with her fingers, looking deep into my eyes. “I love you,” she breathed. “And I love your cock. I’m dick dazzled, and I don’t even care.”
I chuckled so hard that my shoulders started shaking, and I pulled her back down, sliding my arm around her waist. “Love you, too,” I said, still laughing gently. “Or in Callum’s words, I’m cunt struck.”
Rosie groaned at my attempt to be funny, and I laughed again.
Her fingers entwined with mine, and something passed between us that made my belly warm from the inside, and I knew I’d done the right thing by locking down Rosie Woods.
Things were gonna work out because despite fuckboy reputations, long-lost daughters, and vengeful ex-husbands, we were stronger than ever.
And it proved that Rosie Woods had been meant for me all along.
CHAPTER 23
ROSIE
Over the following weeks, we settled back into a routine of school, work, and life in general.
The kids loved their new classes. DJ was immediately bogged down with football practice, the gym, boxing, and his babes, and in the process, he elevated himself to a position where he ruled the school, along with Kai Stone.
It didn’t surprise me; it was pretty much the same at his last school. DJ was a born leader, and I thanked God every day that he used his powers for good and not evil, or else I’d be tearing my hair out.
Gabby finally started to come out of her shell.
My daughter’s friendship with Sunny and Kady had a positive effect. Her confidence, once tentative, was now on the up, and she started to notice boys taking an interest in her. Add on the fact that she was smart as a whip, and her teachers were highly impressed with not only her thoughtful intelligence, but also her creativity, and my girl began to instill a new tenacity in everything she did.
Imogen was thriving under Donovan’s watchful and loving care (along with Wilder’s).
Most days when Cara or Cash picked their son up from school, they took him to the gym so he could say hi and play with Immie for an hour.
One day, they didn’t, and Wilder kicked up such a fuss that Cara almost had a mental breakdown. In the end, she gave up, brought him by, and took the kids to Martha’s for lemon heaven cake.
The gym was doing even better. Donovan was slowly turning it into a community hub, not just for the adults, but also for the kids. The announcement of the new boxing league went down a storm, and membership surged.
