Manage My Heart (New Year New Me 2) - Page 29

“I didn’t know you thought about it so much, sweet one.”

I peer down at his hard-on. Two can play this game. I smile wickedly as we get into the shower stall. “You’re right, I was naughty. Let me make it up to you.” I grab his shower gel and soap up my hands. “Relax.” I massage and caress, until he’s squirming. “I have to make sure you’re nice and clean ... everywhere,” I whisper as I palm his cock and begin to stroke it.

“Tease.”

“You did say that’s what we were doing this morning, right?” I look up at him through my lashes and smirk as the muscles in his belly flex and he groans.

“How about I call uncle?” He croaks.

“Hmm.” I rinse him off and circle his head. “Not yet.” I grip his cock, keeping him from finding his release, and he grunts.

“How about we do it together?” He lifts me up, and I squeal as he props me against the shower tile and thrusts home. My lower body shakes as I flex.

“So tight and wet for me.”

I grip the handles we installed for this reason and find leverage to thrust back. He pounds inside of me, and I cry out, surging with him as we quickly find our peak. Back arching, I nearly blackout from the pleasure I’d been denied as he fills me to the brim with his warmth. Easing out, he lowers my feet to the basin and rests his head on my shoulder.

“Now that’s how you start a day,” he pants.

“The best part of waking up, is your soldiers in my—”

“Stop.” he snickers, pulling away. “Now we actually need to get clean and on the road.”

Epilogue

West

One more hurdle. Then I can put the past behind me. I loosen the tie around my neck and clear my throat. I’ve spent the past few months testifying against Thomas Alby. His lawyer has done everything possible to drag the case out. The threatening letters and calls have Adora and me on edge. Today it all ends as they announce the final verdict. Seeing the dirt they unearthed made me sick to my stomach. It took a year to drag the old man into court to answer for the underhanded, unlawful, and illicit tactics he pulled. But watching him get his just deserts will make the wait worthwhile.

“How are you feeling?” My fiancée rests her head against my shoulder.

I draw strength from her presence as I meet her gaze in the full-length mirror we keep in our room. “Ready to be done,” I exhale.

“Think about what happens this weekend.” She kisses my neck, and I hum.

“How can I forget? You finally get the name you should’ve had all along.” I lean back and cup the back of her head as she hugs me from behind.

“I’m not sure if that’s sweet or disturbingly possessive.” She shakes her head.

“Why not both, Mrs. Rogers?” I ask cheekily.

“Always trying to have your cake and eat it, too.” She bites my shoulder, making me jump.

I turn and pull her body flush to mine. “Life’s too short to accept anything less.”

“You taught me that.” She kisses the tip of my nose.

“I should head out, so I won’t be late.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?”

It’s a tempting offer, but I want her to be as far away from this dumpster fire as possible.

“I’m sure. Bake my favorite meal, though?”

She laughs. “Done.”

I bend down and kiss her, savoring her sweet taste. We part, and I force myself into motion. The sooner I leave, the sooner it will all be over.

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