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“Please,” she said.

“Oh, I know exactly what you need, baby,” I said, slowly fucking her with my fingers before I built up the momentum.

I quickened, reveling in the sight of her squirming on the kitchen island, leaving a wet mess behind.

“Come for me,” I said.

She shook her head and sobbed.

“Yes,” I said, fucking her harder.

“Dominic.”

“Come for me, baby.”

She came on a cry, tears falling down her cheeks.

I watched her. The sight of her like this was something I wouldn’t soon forget. I would visit it over and over and fucking over fordecadesto come.

I would fucking keep her fordecadesto come.

I couldn’t offer love, but I could offer protection. I could offer security. I could offer her the fucking world.

Wordlessly, I pulled her into my arms.

Like a trusting little kitten, she buried her face into my neck right away.

I walked us up the stairs and into my room, bouncing her down on the bed.

She flopped, and I grinned at the sight of her as she turned and shot a glare my way.

I yanked off her dress before she could so much as protest, letting it fall to the floor and staring at her naked body.

She swallowed noticeably and tried to move further away from me on the bed.

I grabbed hold of her before she could get too far and turned her around, positioning her on all fours and presenting me with the sight of her back, the rows of her spine, and the most amazing ass I had ever seen in my entire fucking life.

I cupped an ass cheek, and she squeaked.

My dick twitched in the confines of my jeans, and if it didn’t think it would fucking scare her if I pulled out my dick and fucked her hard, I would have done it days before, losing myself inside her…

Watching her pussy fill with my cum and getting her pregnant with my kid.

That would be one way to keep her with me for-fucking-ever.

I already had two kids.

It would be nothing to add a third kid to the mix.

I would fucking love and protect the child with everything in me.

And the little wildcat would be stuck with me.

The more I thought about it, the more I fucking wanted it.

She turned her head around.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice breathless.

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