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And our little girl.

Breathless but eager for more, I break away and lead her to the elevator, crashing our lips together again the second the doors slide shut.

“Easton, wait…”

“No. I need you. I need this.” Reaching down, I place her hand right over the erection tenting my jeans. “I need to know that you’re really mine now, Lennon.”

“I am,” she breathes out, just as desperate as I am. “But the papers,” she says, reminding me of what she was trying to explain a few seconds ago.

“Yeah?”

She holds up the papers, crinkled and nearly torn at one corner. “Adam signed the documents surrendering his parental rights to our daughter.”

I blink once, trying to process what she’s saying. “That’s what…”

“That’s why I met with him,” she finishes. “I had Elodie’s friend Elliot draft the paperwork while you were gone. If I got the chance to speak with Adam again, I wanted the surrender process ready to begin. I don’t want him intruding on our life. I want to raise this little girl with you and only you. You’re her father, Easton. You’re the man she’ll look to as an example of love, and that’s everything I could ask for.”

Now it’s my turn for my eyes to grow cloudy. Holding her face in my hands again, I lean down and press my lips to hers softly. “I love you. Fuck, I love you so much.”

The elevator dings, signaling our arrival on our floor before she can respond. Leading her to the room, I flash the key card across the lock and then shut the door behind us once we’re inside, reaching behind me to rip off my shirt and toss it in a dark corner somewhere. “Get naked. Now.”

Lennon wastes no time ridding her perfect body of her clothes and then lying back on our bed as I approach her, my cock hard as steel in my hand.

“Make love to me, Easton.”

Hovering over her, I settle between her legs and rub the head of my dick over her clit, slowly stroking her and spreading her wetness. “I will, and I never plan on stopping, baby.”

Dropping to my knees, I push her legs open wider and lean forward, licking her right along her slit, tasting this woman while knowing that she’s mine now—forever.

She buries her hands in my hair, tugging on the strands as I work her over. “Easton…”

Wetting two of my fingers in my mouth, I slowly push them inside of her, loving how she sucks me in. And it’s even better when it’s my cock that her pussy can’t get enough of.

My tongue returns to her clit, teasing her and building that pressure that I know she needs, slow and steady until my scalp stings from how hard she’s pulling on my hair.

“Easton!”

“Ride my face, Lennon. Fucking drench these sheets.”

She only needs a few more strokes from my tongue and fingers until she’s screaming out my name, letting the whole hotel floor know who she belongs to.

Once the last tremor works through her, I climb beside her and turn her onto her side so I can enter from behind. “I want you like this.” I lift her leg, move closer, and guide my cock to her entrance, pushing in slowly and savoring the stretch of her around me.

This feeling will never fucking get old.

Her moan tells me she’s loving it too. “Oh god…”

I kiss and nibble her neck as I work my way inside her. “That’s it, baby. You’re doing so fucking good.”

“This angle feels incredible.”

“It’s supposed to, especially since we don’t have to worry about your bump getting in the way.” Lennon giggles but then moans as I push all the way in. “I just want you to be comfortable too.”

“Are you ever going to stop worrying about me?”

I reach around her hip, finding her clit and rubbing it softly with the pad of my finger. “Never, Lennon. You’re mine to worry about ‘til the end of time now.”

Her arm wraps around my neck, pulling my mouth to hers. “There’s nothing I want more.”