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Slam.

My legs begin shaking as I brace for a tidal wave of an orgasm. Gradually building in my toes and spreading throughout my body, the vibrator and his punishing thrusts have me teetering on the edge.

“Fuck yes…come for me, BB.”

I moan again, this time so loud that I cover my mouth to stifle the sound. Nate’s hand pulls mine away, just as another slips past my lips.

“Let them hear what I do to you… Let them hear how desperate you are to come all over my cock.”

And with that, I’m done for. Every limb shakes uncontrollably as I'm hit with wave after wave of sensation.

Nate groans above me. “I'm going to fill this pussy over and over again until you can’t think straight.”

I mutter unintelligible words as he releases into me. No longer feeling like I'm in my own body, I melt into the bed, and Nate collapses beside me.

He pulls me into him as his lips find mine, and he kisses me deeply.I smile at him, and he gives me a goofy ass smile back. Both of us are unhurried to move or clean up. We’re more than happy to stay just as we are…freshly fucked and sated.

An hour and another round later, Nate and I are cuddled up in my bed, watching an episode ofYellowstone. My fingers twirl along the octopus’s tentacles on his arm. It’s become somewhat of a habit now. Especially knowing the significance the tattoohas for both him and me. Our story is forever etched onto his skin.

My phone lights up with a notification, pulling my attention away from the TV.

Tiffany

I know it’s late, and you might not see this, but I was hoping you could come over and stay with the kids. Phil is slammed at The Wolfpack, and PJ fell; correction, he flew off the back of the couch and landed on the corner of the coffee table. He definitely needs stitches.

“Shit,” I curse, abruptly sitting up and throwing my legs over the edge of the bed. My poor, sweet little boy. He must be so scared.

“What’s wrong, babe?” The alarm in Nate’s tone has me glancing his way.

“Tiffany just texted. PJ flew off the couch, and now he needs stitches, and Phil can’t go.”

Nate hops out of bed and slips on his sweats. “Come on, let’s go.”

“Really? You’re going to come?”

“Of course. Get some pants on.”

Me

Be there in 10.

Tiffany

You’re a lifesaver.

Me

I have Nate with me. Is that okay?

Tiffany

Of course, the kids need the distraction.

I’m dressed in a matter of minutes and were out the door. We jump into Nate’s pickup, and he pulls out of the parking lot. Grabbing his hand, I squeeze it gently. “Thank you for coming with me. I’m sorry our date night had to end like this.”

He brings our now intertwined hands up to his lips and kisses the back of mine. “Don’t worry about me. As long as I’m with you, I’m good.”

My heart soars as his words sink in…because I finally let myself believe them. The doubt I have been carrying around for so long is gone, and I know with every fiber of my being that this man loves me. Always has and always will.