Page 100 of Hungry Hearts

“Fuck.” I stand up and swing her around, dropping her to the mattress. Lacking finesse and gentleness, I yank off her shoes and jeans and shoulder my way between her legs. Her hips lift to my face and I waste no time diving my tongue into her wet folds.

“Ryder.” She clutches my hair, pulling hard, and I relish in the pain. It feels so fucking good to have her under me, to be in her, to feel her heat.

I sink one finger, then two, into her and suck her clit. She fucks my face like her body is on fire and calls out my name through her release. I don’t give her time to catch her breath and sit her up to take off her sweatshirt and bra.

“That was fast,” I tease, taking one nipple in my mouth and massaging her other breast with my hand.

She lifts herself on her elbows, her chest still heaving from her orgasm. “Think you can beat my time?”

“That’s not a record I want to break, Angel.” I slide my cock against the inside of her thigh and she instantly wraps her legs around me, lifting her hips to join us together. “I plan on lasting at least a minute, then I’m going to drag another orgasm from you, making that one last for fucking ever.”

“I think you’re all talk.” She jolts her hips to mine and I slide easily between her wet folds.

“Fuuuck. You feel so good, Maia. I never want to be without you ever again.”

“Then don’t.”

I lift my head from her breast as my heart hammers in my chest. Not from being buried deep inside her. Not from the sweat coating my back. Not even from her whiskey eyes. But from loving this woman so hard, I can’t imagine taking another breath without her.

“I love you, Maia. You’re never getting rid of me.”

“Promise?”

“Forever.”

I barely make the minute mark before I empty myself inside her. And after we both catch our breaths and I clean between her legs, I show her I’m a man of my word and drag out her next orgasm until she’s limp and exhausted from my love.

EPILOGUE

“HE’S SO CUTE,” RUBYcoos as Maia helps her cradle baby Max in her arms.

We’re all gathered around Drake and Nora’s living room for a family Sunday brunch to celebrate Max. He’s already a month old, but we wanted to give the new parents time to acclimate to their lack of sleep and new schedule, or lack thereof, before bombarding them.

We’ve had Nolan and Avery over to Maia’s house a few times for dinner, and Ruby formed a quick attachment to Nolan. I’m not jealous. Nope. Not one bit. Because she still greets me with the biggest smile and excitement, jumping into my embrace like she hasn’t seen me for weeks instead of a day. I miss tucking her into bed the nights I’m at the restaurant, but I’m there in the morning when she wakes up, and I take her to school with Maia.

Last week, the three of us went to Trey and Ella’s, and Ruby had fun chasing the chickens in the backyard and playing in the snow. My friends have welcomed my girls into their lives, and I’m not surprised that the women all formed an easy friendship. Maia and Ruby are easy to love.

This is Ruby’s first-time meeting Drake, Nora, and baby Max though, and the first time with all eight adults together. I was worried it would be overwhelming for my girls, but they’ve slid in as if they’ve been part of the family from the beginning.

“Mommy, can I have a baby brother?”

Nolan chuckles from across the room and shoots me a shit-eating grin. I ignore him and stare at Maia, snuggled up against Ruby and Max, looking fucking stunning in her element.

“Well, I, um...” Maia looks up at me and glances away.

She wants more children. We haven’t directly talked about it, but I saw the yearning in her eyes when we visited Nora in the hospital, and now when she strokes Max’s cheeks. Nora calls Maia almost daily with baby and nursing questions. I swear, it’s the highlight of Maia’s day. After the orgasms I give her, of course.

“How do you get a baby in your belly?” Ruby asks Nora, who sits on the other side of her.

“That’s a great question for Ryder,” Nora says.

I bite back my snarky comment and shoot daggers at my friends as they do nothing to hide their laughter.

“Ry-Ry, how can I get a baby brother of my own?”

“Well, uh...” I scratch the back of my neck. “Since I’ve never had one before, I’m not entirely sure.”

“Bullshit,” Nolan coughs under his breath, to which Avery responds with an elbow in his gut.

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