Page 115 of Unexpected Redemption

At the next stop light, Tomer looks over at me with stars dancing in his eyes. I can’t believe I thought he hated my voice the first time I sang for him.

I lengthen my neck, straining to offer him a kiss. He eagerly obliges, erasing the space between us and sealing our lips.

And for now, everything is simply magical.

Him. Me. The baby. Us.

Perfection.

Is it too much to hope it stays that way? Probably. But I’ll wish for it anyway.

Tomer Stillman isa man of his word these days. He wasnotkidding about giving me an orgasm when we got back to Redleg.

My splayed hands brace me against the door to our bunk room as my eyes roll into the back of my skull.

“Be a good girl for me and stay quiet.” His warm breath tickles the side of my neck as he grunts and thrashes into my slick pussy from behind. “Fuck. You feel like heaven wrapped around me.”

I bite my lip, struggling to keep my moans at an acceptable volume for midday sex at HQ. “So good, babe. So damn good.”

It’s all I can get out. My vocabulary grows paltrier by the stroke. “Argh. More. Harder.”

See what I mean?

Shakespeare’s got nothing on me when Tomer is dicking me into the door.

He reaches around my waist to strum his fingers over my clit. “You can come for me, sugar bear. Ineedto feel this silky pussy flutter and squeeze my cock.”

“Yes, babe. Yes.”

A few blissful minutes later, I drip all over him as my climax slams through me. Lights flash, and wave after wave of euphoria rocks every cell of my body.

I know he’s getting close to his release when he picks up his pace and pistons in and out frantically.

“Fuck, Lettie baby. Love you so damn much,” he forces out through a clenched jaw.

Lights keep flashing as he relentlessly douses me with pleasure.

Reaching behind me, I cup his nape to hold him close to my ear so I can feast on every delicious sound he utters.Damn, there is nothing hotter than him moaning because of how much he loves being inside me.

As my consciousness slowly returns, I realize why the lights were flashing. My right hand had slipped from the door and landed on the light switch.

That all tracks with calamity Lettie’s mode of operations.

“Thanks for the light show, sugar bear.” He kisses my cheek before slowly withdrawing. “It added to the ambiance.”

A satisfied grin slips on my face. “I always try to keep it exciting.”

He squeezes one of my ass cheeks, then gives it a soft smack. “You sure do.Mmm.”

Once he’s tucked himself back into his jeans, he bends to get my panties, holding them out for me to step in them. Unfortunately, there isn’t a bathroom in the bunk room, so we use the restrooms down the hall for cleanup afterward. Not exactly convenient, but I’ll happily make do for more dick like that.

Twenty minutes later, he carries a plate full of pasta for himself over to the lair, leaving me with the rest of the gang in the break room.

Just like Tomer did for me before he dashed out, Sawyer makes a plate for hisprincessand places it in front of her. Sammy is seated on my right, and Valerie Franco is on my left. She’s Shep and Kri’s foster daughter.

Interesting dining companions. Unemployed and extremely pregnant, Sammy is revered like royalty. In contrast, Valerie is one of the youngest billionaires in the country and is treated like a typical teen.

Sue and Leo take the seats opposite us. Shep, Kri, and Sawyer round out the group, everyone eagerly digging in.

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