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Her trembling fingers drift down my cheek. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too. More than I ever thought possible.” I brush my lips over hers.

She bites her way across the edge of my jaw until her lips are at my ear. She takes the lobe between her teeth, then whispers, “Please fuck me with your fat cock,husband.”

I pull my hips back. “Anything for you,wife.”

Her breath leaves her on a high-pitched gasp as I fill her in one rough stroke.

Lexi grips my forearms, eyes hot with desire. “Please, more.”

I ease out and snap forward.

Her head falls back on a low moan. “Thank you.”

All the softness fades, and we come together like a storm, desperate to claim each other. I can’t get enough of her deep moans, her high-pitched cries, and the sound of my nametumbling from her lips—or the way her pussy grips me like a fist when she comes.

This is the first night of our forever, and I never want it to end. I slow my strokes, fighting to stay in control, to postpone the inevitable. “You’re mine,” I growl against her lips. “To love.” I grind my hips against hers. “To cherish.” I suck her bottom lip. “To worship.” I pull my hips back. “To fuck.” And slam back in.

“Always yours,” she groans.

Her body quakes with the force of her orgasm. And I fall too. Into bliss. Into her. We stay wrapped in each other, bodies twined, my lips pressed against her temple.

I want to stay here, in this perfect place where reality can’t touch us. Where there are no consequences for falling in love with the right person at the wrong time.

CHAPTER 38

LEXI

Iwake up to breakfast in bed, served by my husband. He’s dressed in nothing but blue boxer briefs with the team logo stamped on the peen pouch.

“Morning, angel.”

I grin. “I could get used to this.”

“Good. Because it’s going to happen often—although likely minus me in only boxer shorts when the girls are here.”

I pull myself into a sitting position so Roman can set the tray over my lap. “We have a lot to figure out, don’t we?”

“We do,” he agrees, climbing into bed beside me. “Optics wise, it’s probably best for you and your sisters to move in as soon as possible. But I also understand they may need time to adjust.” He sips his coffee. “So maybe we can start by inviting them over so they can get comfortable, and we’ll go from there.”

“That sounds good. To be honest, I think Callie will want to move in right away, but Fee might take more time to warm up.”

“That’s understandable. Asking her to move again so soon is more change on top of change, so we can go at her pace,” Roman says.

Emotion clogs my throat. I know in my heart I've made the right decision for me, but I want it to be the right decision for allof us. And here’s my husband, showing me once again, that he’ll stand by me. “You are beyond remarkable.”

He settles a finger under my chin and brushes his lips over mine. “I know you’re used to handling things on your own, Lexi, but we’re partners. So we do this together, okay?”

“I’m not accustomed to relying on other people, but I’m learning how. There’s just so much going on—personally, professionally.” My stomach flips. “I should check my phone.” I turned off my alerts yesterday afternoon so it wouldn’t be a distraction and forgot to turn them back on last night, for obvious reasons.

“Have something to eat first.” His expression and tone set me on edge.

I sit up straighter. “Did something happen?”

“Vander Zee and Fielding asked to see me this morning. Privately. I assume they’ll ask the same of you.”

“I really should check my messages.” I start to move the lap tray, but Roman holds up a hand.

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