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Damn. Macy’s sweet body, wet and flushed, and all mine. Her gaze was locked on me.

Then I remembered. “Fuck, I don’t have a condom up here.”

“Well… I don’t mind, if you don’t. I mean, I’ve had a physical since I left California. You have a copy of it in my employment records. And I’m on the Pill.”

My brain stopped functioning.Take her bare?

I was suddenly overcome with the need to make Macy mine. She already felt like mine.

I wanted to mark her.

“I’m clean.”

“Good.” Her chest rose and fell quickly.

I shoved her legs wide and she gasped. I gripped my cock, lining up, then I thrust home.

Our moans mingled. Her hands gripped me, her nails biting into my skin.

“Colt.”

I slid in and out, finding a hard, fast rhythm. Flesh slapped against flesh. Leaning over her, I sank my teeth into her neck. Her sexy cry was perfect. She strained against me, silently demanding more.

Demanding everything.

I pumped faster. I wouldn’t last much longer with this sweet pussy gripping my cock. I could tell she was getting close. I moved my hand, and stroked where we were connected. Where she was stretched around me. Then I found her swollen clit, and after one rub, she screamed.

Fuck. I loved that sound.

Her body was shaking, and I couldn’t hold back. My climax hit hard, slamming into me. On a long groan, I leaned back and pulled out of her.

With a firm grip on my cock, I jerked, shooting across her belly.

She gasped, and I was nearly blind from the intense pleasure rocketing through me. I watched my come mark her skin, and satisfaction hit me. I kept coming, ribbons of white striping her.

Then when I was done, I fell forward and caught myself on my fists.

Green eyes met mine. Her face was soft, her fingers moving. My gut clenched. She was running them over her belly, through my come.

“I like your pool.”

I barked out a laugh. “I’m glad.” I paused, feelings I couldn’t name swirling inside me. “Macy…” Shit, once again, I didn’t have any words.

She smiled. “I know.” She lifted her head and kissed me.

I nipped her bottom lip. “How about I reacquaint you with my shower and bed?”

Her smile widened. “Okay.” Then her gaze dropped, tracing down my body to my already hardening cock. “Maybe some other things, too.”

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MACY

“Ineed to change my hair,” Daisy wailed.

The little girl was all dressed—in cute shorts, and a white shirt with a rainbow on the front. Her glossy, brown hair was in a slightly crooked ponytail that Colt had just finished.

I saw him sigh. “It’s fine.”