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“Trip,” I murmur softly, reminding him we’re too far away.

“I’ve got it,” he says with an incredibly salacious grin before jogging out of the room.

I quickly check my hair, and then I slip out of the rest of my clothes and slide between the sheets, ready to be ravaged—finally.

He'd better not change his mind.



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Tag



My feet feel like feathers as I swish through the house and check on our son. He looks sweet enough to kiss, but I don’t want to risk waking him up. I’ve waited too long for this.

I grab the monitor before rushing back to the guest bedroom where I left her, praying her mind hasn’t changed. When my eyes fall upon her barely covered by the black satin sheet, my pants try to burst open.

“Fuck,” I breathe, and her cheeks blush as I slowly crawl over her body and press my lips to hers with a hunger only she can sate.

She moans into my mouth, and I’m worried I’m about to explode just from her sexy sounds and lips.

“You’ve got to stop making those sounds if you want to get anything out of this,” I grumble, and she giggles against my lips as her hands tangle in my hair.

I jerk her legs open, and then I drop my head to her chest as I let out an exasperated groan.

“What?” she panics. “Please don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind… again.”

The frustration in her voice makes me do something incredibly foolish as I pull out my pulsating cock and brush the sheet away, revealing her glorious body to me. Without giving her time to object, I surge in - skin on skin - and she gasps while dropping her head back and parting her perfectly modeled lips.

“I don’t have a condom, but I can’t stop,” I say as I thrust in deeper, forcing a grunt from deep in my throat.

“I wouldn’t let you,” she breathes, and then my lips cover hers as I surge in again, harder each time.

Everything about her feels so fucking incredible, and I’m afraid I’m going to have to make it up to her later because there’s no way I’m going to last long.

“Harder,” her rasp, needy voice releases, and then a cry exudes from her throat as I slam into her.



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Ashiara



“Tag,” I cry out, as his hand curls around my ass to jerk me into his next, gloriously sublime thrust.

“Please come for me,” he murmurs against my ear, and my nails slide up his back as my legs wrap around his waist.

His incredible rhythm forces me to the brink, and I cry out louder as real tears fall free from my eyes and my body goes stiff before raggedly limp.

I feel his rhythm slowing, his life rushing through me, and his breath heavy and panting as he collapses to my side. He wraps me up, and then he lets out a chuckle as he wipes away one of my bizarre tears.

“That good?” he breathily teases, his cocky persona in full play.

I blush feverishly, and then I curl up against him while kissing his chest.

“That great.”

“Sorry, about not having a condom. I didn’t think I’d get lucky so soon,” he jokes.

“So soon? Well, it hasn’t be so soon for me,” I mumble, and he lets out another laugh.

“That’s not what I meant.”

I don’t want to think about how many girls he has been with this past year. Right now, I don’t want my few seconds of bliss to be tainted. I know this is as far as this goes, but it’s enough for me.

“Well, the doctor put me on birth control after I had a baby without meaning to, so you’re in the clear.”

His eyes brighten as they become alight with mischief.

“You wait until you stop having sex to get on birth control?” he teases.

“No, I waited until after I had a child—hindsight and all,” I laugh lightly. “It is aggravating to take that damn pill everyday and not have any real reason for doing so.”

“Give me a second, and I’ll give you one hell of a reason,” he says while acting as though he needs to catch his breath.

I giggle, and then I curl my leg around him.

“Fine, your second is over.”

He grins happily, and then he pulls me to his body while bringing my lips to meet his. For right now, I can pretend everything is okay. For right now, he’s mine. I’ll worry about what happens later—later.





Chapter Sixteen



Gifts



Tag



I almost laugh as I stare at the mermaid tattoo on her back with the letter T dressing the center. I’ve heard about girls getting Tagged my whole life, but Ash literally got tagged.

It makes me love her that much more. She’s going to kick my ass when she finds out I’ve seen it and the damn ridiculous high school pictures. I believe she stayed a virgin for that long now. That hair was every-damn-where.