“Together,” she says again, and I’ll never be able to deny her anything.
Reaching into the nightstand, I grab a foil packet. “On the bed.”
“We don’t need that.” She nods toward the condom in my hand. “I’m on the pill, and it’s been a long time, as you know.”
“I’ve never…” My words trail off. “You sure?” I croak.
She grins. “I’m sure, but I won’t be offended if you still want to. I just wanted you to know that you don’t have to. I trust you, Baker. I trust us, and whatever this is.”
“Fuck,” I say, tossing the condom over my shoulder and climbing over her onto the bed. She giggles as I line myself up at her entrance. She immediately wraps her legs around my waist as I dip my head to kiss her. “I should warn you,” I murmur against her lips.
“About what?” she asks, running her fingers through my hair.
“This changes things.”
“Sex always does.”
“I might lock you in your room so you can never leave me.”
“As long as you and Cam come to visit—oh, and the girls. I’ll need to see them, too.” She grins up at me.
“You’re perfect.”
“Nah, but maybe we’re perfect for each other?”
“I know we are,” I say as I slowly push inside of her. Inch by glorious inch, her pussy grips me tightly. I don’t stop until I’m buried all the way. I’m already breathing heavily because this is nothing I’ve ever known before.
Nothing.
“You good?” I ask, my voice raspy.
“I will be once you start moving.”
“I’m giving you time to adjust.”
“Baker, I’m dripping for you. I don’t need time. I need you to give me everything you’ve got.”
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her that she’s already got me, and everything I am, it’s all hers, but I hold the words back. “Hold on to me,” I tell her, before I pull out and thrust back in, repeating the process at a punishing pace. I’m chasing her release, and mine, as my cock learns what heaven feels like. If this is commitment, sign me the fuck up.
“Sloane,” I groan, as her pussy squeezes my cock.
“There. Rigggghttt. There,” she moans, and I feel the moment she loses control. She screams out my name, and I can’t hold back. My orgasm crashes into me like a storm that has been brewing for days on end.
Once we’re both spent, I ease out of her and climb off the bed. “Come here.” I hold my hand out for her.
“My legs are jelly.” She laughs. “That was—” She glances over at me with hooded eyes. “When can we do that again?” She grins.
“Later. For now, we need a shower. We’re both a mess, and we need to get some sleep. Cam will be up at the ass crack of dawn.”
“Oh, shit,” she whispers, her eyes suddenly more awake as they dart to the baby monitor.
“He’s a deep sleeper. It’s all good. Come on. Let’s get cleaned up and into bed.” She takes my hand and lets me lead her to the bathroom. Our shower together is quick, and within ten minutes, we’re cuddled under the sheets, her naked body wrapped up with mine.
Chapter Eighteen
Sloane
I just got Camden down for a nap when my phone alerts me to a text message. After jogging into the kitchen, I grab it from the counter, because I’ve been waiting for a message from Corie all afternoon. She and Knox were supposed to find out the gender of their baby at her appointment today.
