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Her pussy squeezes my cock, and she throws her head back, screaming my name as she comes. I lift my ass off the bed, my hips powering forward as I surge inside her, finding my own release.

It’s fucking feral, messy, and so, so good.

She collapses over me, her belly pressed against mine and as she slowly rocks over me, taking every drop of come inside that sweet pussy.

Cassie Phillips may have come into my life unexpectedly.

But I’m not letting her go.

Not now.

Not when our baby is born.

Not ever.

Chapter Nine

Cassie Phillips

I don’t knowwhat changed for Mike, but after that night, there was no more pretending. I thought for sure he’d wake up the next morning, claiming we made another mistake. Instead, he woke up and told me we were moving all my things into his bedroom.

“We’ll make your room the baby’s room until we can get a place of our own,” he said.

Sure enough, we spent the whole day transferring my belongings and when night fell, we slipped into bed together. There was no sleeping, though. As soon as we laid down, Mike ordered me to lose my clothes and sit on his face. It was the first time I ever did anything like that. Blackthorne wasn’t into oral sex and my high school boyfriend was just as inexperienced as I was.

Mike, however, proved to be a skilled man and fucked me with his mouth, making me come twice. It was amazing, but we both couldn’t get enough of each other and for his third act that night, he rolled us both on our sides and fucked me from behind. He was super cautious about his arm, and I couldn’t wait for that cast be off because I knew for certain once that happened there would be no holds barred. Mike would make me feel things I didn’t even know were possible and I was there for it.

Sex aside, we got into a routine. During the day we both attended classes. Any spare moment we had, we dedicated to getting Mike’s grades up and it was working. He received an A minus on his Humanities paper. A great start, one he needed to motivate him even more.

But the threat of Blackthorne was never far from our minds. There were no other incidents in which we knew someone was watching us. Things were silent. He didn’t reach out, nor did any of the members of the Scorpio Society—which I think was the most surprising. They relied on me to help them with their schoolwork, and I basically cut them off at the knees. Mike says most of those kids can buy their grades, but if that were the case, why didn’t they do that from the jumpstart. Why hire me at all?

My phone chimes with a text, forcing me out of my head. I reach into my bag and grab it, opening the text from Mike.

What about Emma?

My lips curve into a smile as I glance around the empty lecture hall. I have ten minutes before the class starts—just enough time to play the name game.

We’ve been going back and forth with names for the baby. Two nights ago, she kicked. It wasn’t the first time I felt her, but it sure was the first time Mike was able to. He was so amazed, he started talking to my belly. Then he frowned and looked up at me.

“She needs a name,” he said. “I want her to get used to hearing my voice and I don’t want to keep calling her baby girl or bean.”

My thumbs fly over the screen, quickly typing my response.

I’m about to hit send but a hand closes around my mouth, and I’m jerked backward. The phone falls out of my hand, and I scream, but I’m alone and the sound is muffled. My assailant keeps a hand over my mouth while his other moves to my neck.

The screams die.

I can’t breathe.

Chapter Ten

Mike Robinson

Something’s wrong.The little air bubbles were there in the text, she was replying to me, but she never sent it through and now she’s not answering the phone. I bring up Webber’s contact. He’s in her next class, maybe I’m overreacting and her phone just died or something.

He picks up on the third ring.

“Yo.”

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