Page 107 of Breaking Through


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“Come for me, baby,” I rasp, one hand slipping between us to rub her clit roughly.

My words are all she needs to hear to shatter, milking my cock as her orgasm rips through her. The sight of her head thrown back, lips parted in ecstasy, sends me over the edge. I thrust once, then again before my orgasm takes over and my cock pulses, my hot cum shooting inside her as her name slips across my lips.

We collapse together, my body covering hers protectively, still joined as our breaths even out. I roll us to the side, wrapping my arms around her, tucking her head beneath my chin.

“I love you, Vee. Thank you for forgivin’ my dumb ass,” I tell her, meaning every word of it.

“I love you too, Hank. Thank you for getting your head out of your ass,” she whispers back.

We just lay there, tangled together, content and happy.

I don’t know how long we lay there like that, but when I hear someone’s throat clear, I look up to see Doc and Luke standingin the doorway. Both grinning like they've just won the lottery. Doc's arm is slung over Luke's shoulder.

“Looks like you two had a head start,” Doc says with a wink, while Luke chuckles, leaning against the frame.

Luke just smiles. “Made up, huh? And the fun way.”

“We did,” Vee says sweetly. “And we are both clear on the terms of what Hank can and can’t handle. So no giving him a hard time,” she says.

They both hold up their hands and make their way across the room, each of them taking a turn to lean down and kiss her on the lips.

“Finally, we're good. One big happy family,” Luke says.

Doc nods, his eyes warm. “And one more for baby duty. We’ll let the two of you get dressed while we raid the kitchen for some plates for food. See you there.”

I pull Vee closer, a content rumble escapes my chest. This, the four of us, is everything I never knew I needed.

Chapter 45

Vee

Twoweeks.Istillcan’t believe that it’s been that long since Hank poured out his heart to me, telling me all the things he needed to. Clearing up things he learned about himself and divulging things he had done while we were broken up.

That hurt. Him being with a club girl. But I took a page out of his book and asked if I could go to a session with him and his therapist. He agreed. Through her help, we were able to work through all the feelings I had about that. And now our new bond is growing stronger bit by bit. We are falling back to the couple we were before I confessed my love was for more than just him.

“Last box, baby,” Hank says, stepping into the living room where I’m looking around my apartment. No. Not mine anymore. Jake, one of the Hellions, has taken over the lease from me. I’m leaving the furniture for him, too, since the house Hank gave me is furnished.

I shouldn’t be sad. But I am. Not because I’m moving on, but because of what I’m leaving behind. Memories. This was my first place on my own. I was living here when I found my brotheragain. When I lost my men, and still… they somehow found their way back here. To me. It was here I conceived my baby.

Hank steps up beside me and kisses me on my cheek.

“Why so sad?” he asks.

“Just thinking about all the things that happened here in this apartment,” I tell him softly.

“You’ll still have the memories. Now we have a house to make new ones in, with our baby.”

His words have my eyes tearing up. Who am I kidding? I've been a ball of emotions lately. If I’m not laughing, I’m crying.

“Let’s go, baby. Luca and the guys are waiting for us at the house. They’ll bring the boxes in for us, and they have Mexican food. Your favorite.”

“And Cherry Pepsi?” I ask hopefully. After Josh talked to them about cutting back on my caffeine while pregnant, they’ve all been watching how much I drink. But the joke’s on them. Well, Luke. He has to stop smoking. Josh got on to him about the effects of cigarette smoke and what he’s doing to his lungs. Thank God for nicotine patches.

“I’ll sneak you one,” he whispers. “Our secret.”

That’s why I love this man. It’s the simple things that make me happy. I follow him out of the apartment and lock the door. Hank, or one of the guys, will give the key to Jake when they see him later at the clubhouse for church.

It doesn’t take long to get to our house, and when we pull into the driveway, I see Luca, Nic, Josh, and Luke drinking a beer while watching prospects from both clubs putting together an elaborate swingset in the yard.