“Thank you,” Lainey whispers. “I cannot believe this is real life. I wish I had come here sooner. This is the coolest thing ever. I want to be a dancer,” she says. Her words are slurred. She is so trashed.
“Your brother would kill me if that happened.”
She waves her hand around as if she doesn’t care what Axton would say. And I know she’s full of shit because she always cares what Axton says. And hewouldlose his mind. It’s one thing for me, especially since this is what I was doing when we got back together. It’s a whole different thing when it’s his baby sister.
As soon as the music fills the space around us, it flows through my body as if it’s pumping through my blood. The moment Heidi starts to dance, Lainey gasps, then she rushes over to her chair to sit down.
Taking a step backward, then another, I lean my back against the wall as Heidi takes over the entire club. Nothing and nobody else exists in the world but Heidi when she’s on the stage.
She is a force to be reckoned with.
“She’s good, but she’s not Millie Monroe,” a voice says next to me.
Turning my head, I smile as I look over at the person standing at my side. It’s Dakota. “She’s better than I could ever be,” I say.
She shakes her head. “A woman in love with her man. Dancing, knowing it’s the last one. A decades-long career coming to an end. But a whole new future beginning with no idea of where it’s going. Millie Monroe is a force to be reckoned with.”
“It’s a dream, Dakota.”
“A dream?” Her eyes are dancing as she watches me for a moment, waiting for me to continue.
I bite my bottom lip before I continue, telling her what I’m thinking. “It’s my wildest dream coming true.”
She wraps her arm around my waist, her gaze focused on the stage in front of her as Heidi lights it on fire. “This whole life since meeting Bishop has been the wildest ride, and I have loved every second of it. I’m glad you’re going to be part of it now.”
I am too.
So damn glad.
PIGGY
SIX MONTHS LATER
With my back against the headboard, I watch as her eyes slide closed before she sinks down along my length. She exhales a long breath, then a moan escapes that bounces off the walls around us.
Fuck me, but this woman owns me. Every single ounce of me. Always has and always will. Sliding my hands from her hips, I glide them up the center of her back. Wrapping my fingers around the back of her neck, I tangle my fingers in the strands of her hair with my other hand.
Gently dragging her body closer to mine, I feel her soft tits press against my chest. She continues to rock her hips, her lips touching the side of my throat. The sound of her whimper reaches my ears as she moves, her body climbing higher and higher.
I know she’s close. I can tell from the noises she makes against my throat, in the way her pussy feels as she rides me. I grip her hair tighter, my fingers flexing around her neck, and then it happens.
Her release. The way her cunt squeezes my cock, the way she groans against my skin, it almost vibrates throughout my entire body. I could come right fucking now if I wanted to. But I don’t. I’m not ready yet.
Bucking my hips once, I shift us so she’s on her back, and I drive inside her, thrusting hard and fast as I chase my orgasm. And then it happens. It takes over, my balls drawing up, my back tingling.
“Fuck,” I exhale, tugging her head back. Her neck arches, and I touch my lips to the center of her throat. “Fuck.”
“Axton,” she breathes, her nails sliding down my back, scratching me.
Lifting my head, I look into her eyes, my lips twitching at the sight of her lazy smile. “Morning, Mill.”
“I like this,” she whispers.
“What?”
She lifts her head slightly and touches her mouth to mine. “You and me. Waking up together, going to sleep together, no more living apart four days a week. It’s like heaven.”
Laughing softly against her mouth, I gently slip from her body and lie next to her on the bed, wrapping my arms around her. I drag her against my side. Millie hooks her thigh over my leg, places her palm on my chest, and rests her cheek against my side.
