Chapter 36
Finn
Millie’s breathy whimpers ring through my ears as she writhes above me. My hands dig into her hips, and I grind up into her wet warmth, all of her swollen softness wrapped tightly around me. She looks down at me with a knowing smirk before she twists her hips and—
Pepper’s loud whines from outside the bedroom door wake me from the best dream of my entire life.
Damn it.
The pressure in my dick is tenting the sheet over me, and there’s no hiding it. Millie’s soft, even breaths puff against my chest, and she has an arm and a leg thrown over me like she’s an octopus wrapping me in her tentacles so I never get away.
Like I would want to be anywhere else right now.
What happened last night between Millie and me was earth-shattering. It was a cataclysmic event that there’s no going back from.
And I never want to.
I coast my fingers over her arm, not wanting to wake her, but needing to feel her warm skin again. Her hand shifts and lands right over my heart, palm pressed into my chest, and I feel like the luckiest man in the universe.
She’s done something to my heart that I wasn’t expecting, yet somehow it feels like it was the plan all along.
Her legs stretch out against mine, and she yawns as she lifts her head.
“Hey, you,” I whisper.
“Good morning.” She smiles sweetly, pressing a kiss to my lips.
“How are you feeling?” I run my hand over her bare hip, and she gives a contented sigh, stretching out on her back across the bed. My body automatically follows, like a magnet drawn to its opposing force. I’m still hard from my dream and ready to re-create it with her.
Her eyes sparkle with amusement when I lean closer and leave a kiss over her heart.
“I’m feeling”—she bites her lip—“hungry.”
I suck her nipple into my mouth, the firm peak pressing into my tongue as she rolls her fingers over my scalp.
“Well, we can’t have that.” I kiss her lips, coaxing them open for me. A deep groan rumbles through my chest as I tilt my head, desperate to consume more of her.
As I’m about to dip my hand between her thighs, her stomach grumbles with a loud, hungry moan.
Her cheeks pinken with embarrassment, and I laugh as I kiss her stomach. “Oh, you meanthungry?”
“Yes, I’m starving, apparently. Let’s eat a breakfast fry jack and then pick up donuts to surprise the girls.”
If I wasn’t already obsessed with this woman, that right there would’ve sealed the deal. She wants to bring Avery and Eloise a treat, and they’re going to love her for it.
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“I want the one with pink icing and sprinkles,” Eloise demands, eyeing the blue box of donuts as she follows me into the kitchen.
Gabriella greets us from the sink, where she’s washing out the espresso percolator. “I didn’t expect you home so early.” She purses her lips and squints in my direction.
Setting the box of donuts on the kitchen island, I lean in to kiss her cheek. “Millie wanted to bring the girls a treat.”
“Ah, I see.” She nods. “She must’ve worked up an appetite,” she murmurs with a sassy wink.
I chuckle as I wrap an arm around her shoulder. “Thanks for staying the night.”
Leaving them overnight was easier than I thought it would be. It felt good for me to get a bit of distance and spend some time out of caretaking mode. I’m sure I’ll have to keep psyching myself up for it, but a short break has brought me back refreshed.
