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“Okay, well, good luck with the job, and I’ll call you once I’m finished with my meeting.”

Waving goodbye, James struts into the restaurant like she’s badass corporate Barbie, and I realize I’d like to be like her when I grow up.

NINETEEN

WARRICK

The last four days have been the longest in history.

Our team has been running out of Rockhead Peak for over eighteen months now. It’s a busy department because we offer support to a huge rural area and sometimes even further out because of our ability to fly in to assist with other fire departments if they need the help. But in all the time I’ve been working here, I’ve never worked a shift that was emergency after emergency after emergency.

Luckily, other than the fire on our first day on shift, that could have become a much bigger crisis, most of our call-outs have been to smaller incidents. But it feels like we’ve barely had time to eat and clean up from one call-out before the alarm has sounded and we’re on our way back out again.

I’m exhausted, and I miss my woman so much it feels like I left half of myself back at the house. Crawling into the front seat of my Jeep, I yawn, rolling my neck from side to side as I start the engine and pull out onto the road.

By the time I stop outside our house, I’m so tired I could fall asleep right here in the car, but Verity is in our bed, and if I’m going to crash anywhere, it’s going to be naked and curled around her.

The last time I came home after a shift, I was well-rested and ready to fuck my woman until she knew without question that she was mine. But right now I’m running on two hours of sleep, and although my dick is hard and ready to be inside of her, I need to crash for a few hours before I can fuck my woman into a dripping, screaming mess.

Unlocking the front door, I climb the stairs, strip out of my clothes, and dump them on the floor, not caring where they land. Lifting the comforter, I crawl into bed and wrap my arms around Verity before I close my eyes and fall asleep.

The quiet lull of the TV playing drags me to wakefulness, and when I open my eyes, the first thing I see is perfectly smooth creamy skin. Instead of being wrapped around Verity, my head is resting on her stomach.

“Good morning, amore mio,” I croak sleepily.

“Hey,” she says, her voice a sweet balm that instantly soothes me.

Smiling, I turn and press my lips to her belly button, but the moment I taste her skin, I need more. Rolling over her, I crawl up her body, caging her beneath me as I find her lips and kiss her, showing her just how much I’ve missed her as I claim her mouth with mine.

She kisses me back with just as much ferocity, our tongues tangling together as I slowly grind my rock-hard cock against her bare, wet pussy. I don’t know if she didn’t sleep in any panties or if she took them off this morning ready for me, but I don’t care.

“I promise I’ll make you come with my fingers and tongue a dozen times later, but right now, I just need to be inside of you,”I growl, palming the back of her thigh and pushing her leg up, spreading her wide enough to take me.

“Yes,” she whimpers needily.

Guiding my cock to her entrance, I thank the gods that my woman is constantly soaked for me as I push inside of her, filling her in a single thrust. The sound that slips from me when I’m fully seated inside her cunt is a mixture of contentment, bliss, and fucking desperation. “Fuck, I love you,” I growl, claiming her lips again as I start to move.

Her body is warm and wet and so fucking tight I want to come every single time her cunt sucks me back into her again. But it’s more than just her perfect pussy that’s driving me mad. It’s the look in her eyes when I fill her, it’s the way she arches her back and clings to me.

This isn’t just sex. It’s not just about our bodies connecting to make us feel good. This is love, it’s two people that are destined to find each other coming together. I love this woman, and even though she hasn’t said it back to me yet, I can see her love for me in her depthless eyes.

“I love you,” I tell her over and over, lifting her legs and wrapping them around my back, while I cup her cheek and stare into her eyes. There’s a time for dirty fucking, and then there’s times like this, when I want to look at her and experience every moment of this closeness with her. “I love you.”

When her chest hitches and her lips part, I know she’s close. I’ve watched her come a dozen times before, but this time I memorize the sexy, breathy moans that get louder the closer she gets to her release. Her cunt clamps down on my dick when she reaches her peak, all of her muscles tightening around me, before she screams and a gush of liquid arousal soaks my cock as she spasms, her nails raking a fiery line down my spine.

The pain and her hot, wet cunt and the sexy sounds push me over the edge, and I thrust into her, fucking her in fast strokesuntil I lose hold of my control and pump my cum into her body, flooding her with me and trying not to hope that this is the sex that results in a baby.

“I missed you,” I rasp, chuckling softly.

“I missed you too.”

Staying in bed for the next four days sounds pretty good to me until her stomach growls. Not wanting to separate yet, I keep her pinned to me, my dick still inside of her as I pick her up and carry her into the bathroom still wrapped around me like a monkey.

“Warrick.” She giggles, tightening her hold on me as I lean in and turn the shower on to warm.

“I like this. I think I should carry you around like this all the time, your arms and legs wrapped around me while my dick is buried deep inside of you,” I tell her on a laugh.

“I don’t hate that idea,” she purrs, lifting her head up so she can press her lips against mine.