Page 87 of The Commitment


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As he absorbed more of her thrashing and screeching, he looked down her body and met Seth’s stare. His expression blazed. He tore from Heavenly’s pussy with a growl, eyes rapt as he took in her torment. “Fuck. I have to be inside her.”

Beck didn’t object.

With shaking hands, Seth tugged down his zipper. His cock burst free. He shoved the denim around his hips and fisted his shaft, quickly positioning himself against her drenched opening. “Is she still fertile?”

Alarm bells gonged through Beck’s brain. His stomach bottomed out.

What difference does it make?

Seth fucking knew the answer. They both did.

Are we back to square one?

Beck almost didn’t want the answer to that question. If Seth couldn’t bury his trauma in the past, where it belonged, it would eventually destroy their progress and prevent them from sharing a happy future.

Seth glared, waiting for an answer. Beck studied the PI’s strained expression as he teased Heavenly with his crest. He nudged the tip just inside her before hissing, cursing, and pulling back. Then he started the process all over again. She cried out in pure torment as she lifted her hips, straining to engulf Seth inside her.

Last night, Heavenly had asked what they would do if Seth had changed his mind about starting a family. He’d promised he would remind his pal that they were worth fighting for.

The time had come to practice what he’d preached.

“Is she?” Seth snarled the question again.

“No,” Beck finally answered.

“You’re sure?”

“Positive. Her window is closed. Take her bare.”

Palpable relief skidded across Seth’s face before he flashed her an evil smile. “Do you want my cock, angel?”

“Yes. Oh, god… Yessss.”

“You don’t sound pitiful enough, angel. You’ll have to do better if you want me to give you this big, hard cock.” He slapped his wide, weeping crest against her clit.

“Please, Sir! I need…”

“What?” Seth taunted. “Tell me.”

“You,” she gasped. “I need you.”

“I’m right here, angel. Do you need my grocery list?”

“No!”

“My stake-out schedule?”

“Noooo,” she whimpered.

“Tell him you need his hard cock fucking your little pussy,” Beck growled.

“Yesss.”

“Say it,” Seth thundered.

“I need…” she panted, eyes rolling back in her head. “Oh, god…”

“Say it,” Beck dragged the rubber falls over her clit, gratified when she shivered.