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“Please, Daddy. I need it. I want you inside me.”

He grunted and nodded his agreement, then sat up on his knees and wasted no time working his pants down, freeing his cock. He bent her legs at the knees and raised her hips, making it easier for him to line himself up with her entrance. And then he filled her with one swift thrust that took her breath away.

“Come, Olivia,” he ordered.

She found her clit and rubbed in fast firm circles, crying out as pleasure wound its way through her.

“Come now or I stop.”

He wouldn’t stop. He was too far gone himself. Olivia could tell by the strain in his voice. But she wanted the pleasure that came from knowing her own orgasm would be the thing that sent him over the edge.

The orgasm hit her hard, and she cried out as her pussy contracted around his cock.

“God damn it,” he growled as he gripped her hips. “You’re squeezing me so damn tight, baby girl. I’m gonna come hard.”

His body tensed, and his cock pulsed inside her as he emptied himself with a loud growl. Anyone who hadn’t made it back to the club would almost certainly be able to hear them, and she didn’t give one fuck. Their relationship had been so quiet in the past, with people speculating but not actually sure if they were together. There had even been talk of Olivia having a dirty little secret. Only people who knew what Ripley did for a living knew she was serious about him.

Now she wanted everyone to know they were together even if that meant hearing them fuck in the middle of the forest.

When he eased out of her a few seconds later, they were both still breathing heavily.

“Is the middle of the woods our new Gage’s backyard?” she teased when she could talk again.

He laughed and adjusted his pants, then helped her sit up. “I think it might be. But hopefully we’ll have our own backyard to fuck in soon.”

In the past, sharing a house with Ripley sounded like a fairytale that couldn’t possibly happen. Now there was a glimmer of hope that it might actually become a reality.

“Would you move in with me, or do we have to get a new place?”

Ripley palmed her cheek and stroked his thumb over her lips. “I can think of nothing I would like more than moving in with you. You’ve got a beautiful home. I just don’t want you to feel like I’m taking over your space.”

Olivia repositioned, so she was sitting on her knees and facing him directly. Then she picked up his hands and squeezed. “I’ve dreamed about living with you for years, Ripley. Yeah, you kind of swooped in and took over my life, but I would be lying if I said that wasn’t part of my fantasy all along. I trust you to respect my limits and my boundaries. We’re rough and filthy and anyone who saw our relationship play out in the bedroom would think we need a psychologist. But we feed each other and at the end of the day that’s what a couple is supposed to do. So don’t worry about taking over my space. I want you to.”

Ripley stood and hauled her up with him, crushing his mouth to hers for a quick, rough kiss.

“I love you, Olivia Harrigan. I know I said you didn’t know me well enough to love me, but I know I love you.”

Her heart swelled. She didn’t think hearing those words could make her feel any more for him, but they did. It didn’t matter what they still had to face, they would face it together. Cupping his face, she gave him a tender smile. This man was all hers.

“I love you too, Daddy.”

Chapter 26

“Iloveyoutoo,Daddy.”

The words played over and over in Ripley’s head. How the hell had he gotten so lucky?

After the winners of the Nerf war had been announced, everyone had gathered inside for dinner and a play party. Marissa had asked permission to teach Olivia some rope, and Ripley currently sat in the bar where he had a direct view of the play station they were at.

“Hey, Ripley, can we chat for a few minutes?”

Lance Moss pulled out the chair opposite Ripley and sat down.

“What’s up, Lance?”

“I ran some background on Fiona Lancaster at Peter’s request. At first, I didn’t really find much of substance, but a name jumped out at us. Have you heard of Brian Doran?”

Ripley frowned. “I sure as hell better have. Brian is the prick who forced me out at the agency. And he’s the one who tried to force me into protective custody.”

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