“Are you getting close?” I ask against her skin.
“Yes,” she breathes, her hands finding my hair, tugging. “Don’t stop.”
Her pussy starts milking my cock, and my control snaps, and I drive into her harder, trying to make her come before I lose it.
My mouth hovers over hers, our breaths joining, lips brushing. “Come, baby. I can’t hold it much longer. You feel too good. Choke my cock with your pretty pink pussy.”
“Oh God! Come with me, Liam,” she says, breathless. Her hands grab my ass, pulling me into her deeper as she starts to come.
Her head tilts back, and she moans as she spasms around my dick, and I … come harder than I ever have in my life.
The connection we have, the way our bodies know each other on a deeper level than just physical satisfaction, is everything. There’s no doubt in my mind that this girl was meant to be mine.
I pull out of her and roll to my side, stretching my arm under her head.
She tucks into my arm and rests against my chest as we catch our breath.
“I’ve been thinking. I don’t want Sera growing up in just apartments,” I say quietly.
She looks up.
“We can keep your place in Manhattan. Especially with your parents there,” I continue. “But I want a house not far from the complex.”
“With a big yard,” she murmurs.
“Yeah, with a big yard,” I agree. “Somewhere she can ride a bike. Have some normalcy in this big life we live.”
Alie smiles. “This all sounds pretty permanent.”
“Because it is. I”—I pause—“am permanent.”
She studies my face.
“Okay then. I guess we start house hunting?”
“Really?” I ask, excited. “You want to do this with me?”
“I do. After being apart these last four weeks, I realized that I want to spend our days and nights together. Be messy together. Watch movies. Sleep in late. All of it.”
“I’m all in, baby.” I kiss her forehead.
She leans into me, and for the first time since all of this started, everything feels … steady.
Messy. Loud. Complicated.
Perfect.
And I wouldn’t trade this life for anything.
CHAPTER
THIRTY-FIVE
Liam
It’s the first game of the regular season. I wake up before my alarm. Game days are always like this for me. My adrenaline is spiked, and I’m anxious to get on the field. And this game is special because I get to play against the Cowboys, which means I’m playing against Archie. I can’t wait to see him, and I’m even more excited for him to meet my daughter and Alie.
What makes it even more special is that this is the first time my daughter will get to see me play in person. It’s also the first time she and Alie will stand on the field with me before kickoff. The first time we’ll take photos publicly. And it’s the first birthday I’ll get to celebrate with her.
