Page 156 of The Nanny Goal

And around my cock, her body takes flight.

“That’s it, sunshine. Yes, oh fuck, here it comes. Here’s our baby.”

She clings to me as I thunder inside her, shaking the glass door.

In the aftermath of our orgasms, all I can hear is traffic down at street level, and quiet, shaky breathing in my ear.

I hold her so tight she can’t run away.

I drag in a deep breath, then hitch my arm under her ass and turn to carry her back through the open door.

As I lay her down on the bed, she tightenshergrip onme.

“I’m yours,” I remind her, easing onto my side beside her.

She looks down our bodies, then back up to my face. “The last time I was half naked on a hotel bed with you, I didn’t get your pants open. This is progress.”

I blink in surprise. “Pardon?”

She laughs. “Nothing. Um… So… babies?”

My pulse is so heavy in my neck. “Just came out.”

She licks her lips, her gaze warm but searching. “Out of nowhere?”

“Not nowhere. I like the idea of making a baby with you.” I slide a strand of hair off her damp cheek. “There have been times when I’ve watched you with Inessa that I wished she was yours.”

She catches my hand and weaves her fingers through mine. “I love her.”

“I know you’re smart about stuff like that. But when you’re ready?—”

She closes the gap and kisses me. Firmly.

Later, much later, after she’s licked herself off of my cock—and I’ve sucked her clit again, and she swears she can’t come anymore, and I bring one more climax out of her, just to be sure—we’re back in the same position.

Fully naked, our legs tangled together, both of us half asleep.

And I realize I haven’t asked her an important question. “Are you coming to the game tomorrow night?”

She smiles slowly. “Absolutely.”

“Are you wearing my jersey?”

“Of course I’m wearing your jersey,” she murmurs. “And I’ll arrange my schedule to make the first home game in the playoffs, too. Shannon’s getting me a WAG jacket made. I hear that players like those just as much as jerseys…”

So even though we’re tired, we make love again. One more time, because it has to last us another week at least, maybe more.

CHAPTER50

EMERY

In the next week, I pass my first plating assignment, learn three new techniques for glazing fruit desserts, and book a flight back to Hamilton for game three of the playoffs.

The Highlanders finish the season third in our division, right behind Miami.

It’s going to be an exciting match up. Ty Connor played there for a decade, and they traded him because they thought they were going into a complete re-build. But then this season was an unexpected bounce back for them, and the fandoms are rabid over the way this has worked out.

Emotions are running high, and Miami has home ice.

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