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She moved her hips, trying to align my cock with her entrance, and when she succeeded, we pressed our bodies together.

“Fuuuuck, Ash,” I moaned in her ear as I began to slide in and out. “You feel so good, baby.”

She clung to my back and whimpered as she met me thrust for thrust. “So do you.”

I held her face and looked into her eyes while I pumped into her pussy. Her hazel eyes stared back at me.

I didn’t say it out loud, and neither did she, but this wasn’t just satisfying a need.

Moving my hand between us, I massaged her clit, and she leaned back on her elbows with her eyes closed.

“Yes, Sloane. Oh fuck, yes. Right there.”

Her body tightened, and I felt her skin go flush, so I knew she was close.

“Come on my cock, baby. Let me feel your pussy quiver around my dick as you come.”

She moaned loudly, then slapped her hand over her mouth, making me chuckle.

“Come for me, sweetness,” I urged again, and this time, she lurched forward as her orgasm took over.

“That’s it. Good girl. Fucking come all over that dick.”

I removed my hand from her clit but kept thrusting as I leaned down and held her face between my hands to kiss her again.

“I love you, baby,” I whispered, then increased my tempo until I growled my release deep inside her.

Dropping my forehead to hers, my heart felt like it was going to explode when she whispered, “I love you, too.”

Chapter Sixty-Five

Ashley

“Oh my God, Ashley! It’s so good to see you, again!” Maddie exclaimed right before she hugged me in the entrance of her and Craig’s house.

She glanced down at Millie in the car seat Sloane was holding and gasped. Our baby girl was wide awake and looking around.

“She’s so beautiful.”

“I told you she looks like me,” Sloane said with a smug smile.

“Can I hold her?”

“Sure,” I replied at the same time Sloane asked, “Do you know how to hold a baby?”

“You’re ridiculous,” she chastised and took the handle from him. “I’m a certified peace officer, of course I know how to hold a baby.”

Grace and Maddie took turns holding Millie until she started to get fussy and smack her lips.

“I think she’s hungry, Mom,” Grace declared as she handed her back to me.

“Is there somewhere I can nurse her?”

“Of course, follow me,” Maddie replied and led me to a formal living room where I took a seat in a leather wingback chair and pulled my shirt down. Millie latched on immediately as Maddie continued. “We never use this room. It’s so stupid that we don’t turn it into something else.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know… a game room, a gym, hell, even a room for Greta and Fritz, anything other than a room with expensive furniture that we never sit on.”

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