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“Don’t get me started on that,” he growls.

“I was thinking of revisiting that and being a ho for you.” He tilts his head to the side, and I whisper, “Right now.” I press closer and can feel his body has already reacted. “I’m not wearing any panties.” I take his hand, and we wiggle our way through a throng of people. I’m grateful no one stops him because I’ve come to learn that my boyfriend is very popular.

He lets me lead him inside the house and down a long hallway. We take a left and walk until we come upon the small office I discovered earlier while Aiden was on a work call. I pull us inside, push Aiden against the wall, and capture his mouth in a rough kiss. He offers zero resistance. His hands cup my ass, and I know he wants access, but my dress has a long skirt with a slit in the front.

“This dress is beautiful, but I hate it,” he says while he figures out how to get his hands underneath it. With my mouth still on his, I unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down. My hand wraps around him, and I know he’s ready for me. I break the kiss, kick off my Jimmy Choo heels and drop to my knees. He barely has time to react before I take him all the way to the back of my throat. That’s a big undertaking, and I gag, but I do it again.

“Oh, fuck, Jeannie,” he says while I cup his balls. I slide my tongue over his crown, and he hisses. His hand lands on top of my head right as I take him to the back of my throat. “God damn.”

His breathing becomes shallow, and he starts to moan as I take him out of my mouth, only to nearly swallow him whole. I don’t know how long I do this for, but I know his tell. I know when he’s about to explode. His breathing changes and his legs shake. I wait to taste him on my tongue, but he moves away and pulls me up. He lifts the full skirt and wraps it around my waist right before he lifts me and pins me against the wall with one hand. His other one slides between my legs and two thick fingers find their way inside of me. He pulls them out and impales me in one slow thrust.

“God, Aid,” I moan while he fucks me against the wall. I wrap my legs around him and cup his face. His mouth lands on mine, and our kiss becomes loud and sloppy, but neither one of us cares. I open my legs wider for him, and his rough thrusts continue. He fucks me into an orgasm so strong and so unexpected that I slide my hands into his hair and moan his name.

He thrusts one last time, grunts, and comes inside of me. My hand slides down and grabs his tight ass. Our breathing finally returns to normal and he puts me down on my feet. My knees wobble, and I almost fall over, but he grabs my hips and helps me pull my skirt down.

“I wanted it in my mouth. Now you’ll be dripping down my legs. The ho life is rough.” I blow a breath upward. Aiden takes me in his arms and kisses my forehead.

“Yes, but there’s nothing better than your pussy.”

“Jeannie!” Evan comes running up to me and Aiden with Vickie and Colt right behind him. Instead of going back to the patio, we return downstairs and join everyone in the tent. The party is still going strong, and I spot the bride sitting on the groom’s lap while she looks adoringly into his eyes and feeds him cake. “My mom says we’re having a big party when my adoption is done. I want you to come.” He looks up at me, and I don’t know how anyone can say no to him. Especially when he looks at me with those big brown eyes.

“I’d love to come,” I tell him.

“Did young Chastain just ask my girl to a party with me standing here?” Aiden jokes.

“You can come too, Coach,” Evan says.

“Yeah, I’ll be there. Someone’s gotta watch you.” Aiden taps Evan’s nose, and he giggles then runs off to his friend.

“Come on, Jeannie. Let’s go have some champagne. I just breastfed, so I can indulge in a glass.” She wraps her arm through mine and whispers, “I noticed you two disappeared.” She winks at me, and I feel myself blush.

Chapter 55

Aiden

“Do we have eyes on him?” I put the phone on speaker in my office and wait for Jimmy to talk.

“He’s at work right now. Got there early. He’ll probably work late. He spent most of the weekend in his apartment. The only time he left was Saturday afternoon, and we followed him to Camille’s apartment. He was barely there two hours before he went back home. He spent the rest of the weekend inside, probably contemplating all his poor life decisions.”

I shake my head and say, “So, he barely spent time with his kid?” Useless piece of shit. While Jimmy gives me the rest of the report, several texts from my sister come through. All of them are pictures from the wedding. The same damn pictures that I posted on social media. “I want you to keep someone on him. At least for a couple of more months.”

He’s been quiet. Much too quiet, and I don’t trust him. I dismiss Jimmy just as my phone buzzes again with a text from my sister.

Katherine: I should have been there. When are the six of us going out?

Me:Six?

Katherine: Our parents are ‘dating’ again and have no friends

Me: And neither do you and Lincoln

Katherine: So, this weekend?

Me: I’ll get back to you.

She sends a thumbs up and follows that with a video I posted of Jeannie dancing for the camera to a slow song. She looks beautiful and graceful as she slowly moves her hips from side to side. The video ends as she glides slowly to me. I start to curse when my phone vibrates with an incoming call, but it’s a FaceTime request from Jeannie, so I happily accept.

“Hey, baby,” I say into the phone.

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