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He pulls out, pinches my chin, and kisses me hard. “You know I’m never gonna get enough of you now? This is gonna be a problem.”

“I know. This is a major flaw in our plan.”

“Plans were meant to be adjusted. We’ll find a way around this.” He brushes his lips against mine. “Now, roll over, grip the headboard, and hold on.”

I do as he says, scrambling, eager to hang on one-handed. Decker makes me feel sexy, no matter what, even with a damn fractured wrist.

He grabs my hips, then positions himself behind me. This time, he shoves in hard. I jolt forward, crying out. His back is almost flush against mine as he begins to fuck me hard. “This is what you do to me with your dirty words and pretty smile.” His teeth are clenched, and his voice is low and gravelly. “You drive me fuckin’ nuts, and now I get to take it out on your body.”

I stick my ass out, wanting every second of what he has to give me, and he gives it to me good. Cupping my tits, he whispers filthy things in my ear, and when he mutters, “Come on Daddy’s cock, let me hear you scream.,” I do exactly that.

Tipping my head back, I see stars as he pounds into me, hitting my every nerve. “So good…” I cry out. “Oh…”

“I’m close, baby.”

Those words send me spiraling into back-to-back orgasms, which is a first for me, and then he stills, emptying into the condom with a loud shout. Mr. Sterling even comes beautifully.

We’re both a panting, heaving mess. I’m sated and tired, but tingling with happiness. Decker bends and kisses the top of my shoulder. “That was amazing, baby.”

“I’m gonna be feeling that tomorrow.”

He slides out, and I sink back to my heels. He deals with the condom, then comes back and folds me into his arms, my back to his front. “How am I meant to keep my hands off you now?” he mumbles into my hair.

“I feel the same way.”

“I don’t wanna sneak around. We’re not children who should be ashamed of ourselves. We need to fess up. I know my daughter. I think she’ll come to terms with it.”

I bite my lip. “I don’t want to hurt her.”

“Me neither.” He strokes my arms.

“We should get back and check on the girls.”

“You’re right.”

He kisses my shoulder again, and I love how his lips feel on my skin. “Are you okay?”

I turn, cupping one side of his face. “I’m better than okay; that was something else.” I feel alive with every beat of my heart, and it’s because of him.

When he smiles, he does so with his whole face, and I can’t get enough.

“So, you want to do this again?” he presses, watching for my reaction.

“Of course I do. I’d be lying if I said I’m not worried about Phoebe. She’s going to find this really difficult. What if she decided to end our friendship?”

“She’ll come around. I know her.”

“So sneaking around is out of the question?”

He gruffs a laugh. “She’s a big girl. If we feel this way about one another, she’ll see it, too.”

I swallow hard. How do I tell him this might be more than that for me? This might be love.

He might be the real deal…

“You’re right.” I take a deep breath. “We have to be brave. Well, I can only speak for myself, but life isn’t without risk. I just don’t want to hurt anyone.”

He leans in for a kiss. “Spoken like the most beautiful woman in the world.”