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Then my climax ripped through me, my hips jerking as I spilled inside her with a low sound that ripped straight from my chest. I stayed buried, still fucking her like an animal, my hands gripping her hips as I came hard, pumping everything I had into her. Marking her from the inside out.
Her body shuddered beneath mine, contracting every time I spurted more of my seed inside her.
“Fuck, Ivy. Yes, baby. Squeeze that pussy. Take every fucking drop. Yes!”
Finally, we both went still.
Ivy clung to me, and I let my weight rest against her, chest to chest. My mouth was buried in her shoulder, my cock still twitching deep inside her.
“I can feel you everywhere,” she whispered in a hoarse voice.
I lifted my head, kissed the side of her face, and breathed against her temple. “Good. I’m gonna make sure it stays that way. Even if it means I have to fuck your brains out multiple times a day for the rest of our lives.”
Ivy giggled, and my smile grew. I had the satisfied look of a man who had everything that mattered most right there in his arms.
She whimpered when I moved.
“I’m not going anywhere, sunshine,” I soothed as I rolled to my back, taking her with me so we remained fully joined. Reaching down, I snagged the edge of her covers and pulled them over us.
Her head found my chest, her hand settling over my ribs, and she sighed contentedly. I curled my arms around her and dragged her in even tighter.
Eventually, her breathing slowed.
The city hummed outside the window, but inside our little bubble, everything was quiet and languid.
“You okay, Sunshine?” She nodded against me, causing her silky hair to slide over my skin, getting stuck on the spots where I was still damp with sweat. “No one else is ever going to touch you like this. No one gets you but me.”
She didn’t answer…because she was already asleep.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I vowed one more time. Then I closed my eyes and let the peace of the moment whisk me into my dreams.
18
IVY
The bell over the door jingled, and I automatically looked up with a smile, expecting Saxon after he’d texted that he was on his way. Instead, my dad filled the doorway. “Hey, kiddo.”
“Dad?” My smile widened in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
He crossed the salon with that steady gait I’d known all my life, his expression a mix of affection and something heavier. “Had a job out this way, figured I’d stop in.”
Lorna looked up from her office doorway, beaming. “Mr. Fisher! Long time, no see.”
He smiled back at her before turning to me. “Your mom saw something online this morning that got her all worked up. She’s been calling me every hour to make sure I check on our girl.” His tone softened with teasing affection. “You know your mother. She’s been glued to that gossip site ever since Lorna started dating Coach O’Hara.”
Lorna laughed and patted her rounded belly. “Which is how she knew about the baby before I had the chance to tell her.”
“I don’t usually pay attention to that junk, you know that.” Dad raked his fingers through his hair as he walked toward me.“I love football, sure, but not the drama the players have to deal with from the public.”
A knot formed in my chest. “You saw the article.”
He nodded grimly. “Hard not to. You’ve never talked to us about a guy before, Ivy. Not once until you casually mentioned you were seeing one of Cole’s players. Then I see that photo of him with some woman, only a few days later. Your mom’s worried sick, and your guy is lucky he’s not here right now because nobody gets away with hurting my girls.”
“Mom will be fine when she hears the whole story.” I set my comb down carefully on the counter. “It’s not what it looked like. At all.”
“Maybe not.” His voice was gentle but skeptical. “But I’ve been around long enough to know what happens when fame and relationships mix. Those guys live in the spotlight, and when it fades, they tend to move on.”
Lorna argued, “They’re not all like that, Mr. Fisher.”
