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“God, Easton… fuck…” Her nails dig into my shoulders, her entire body locking as she comes, clenching around me so hard she nearly takes me with her.
I flip her onto her back before I lose control completely, hooking her leg over my shoulder and driving into her, chasing my own release.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come.”I finish hard, my mouth on hers, swallowing whatever sound she makes as I come apart.
Afterward, we’re both breathing heavily, her fingers sliding through my hair, softer now.
“I missed you,” she says.
“You missed my dick,” I tease, deflecting because that’s what I do.
She shakes her head, her expression shifting.“No… I missed you.”A small smile curves her lips.“Your dick is just a bonus.”
Something warm spreads through me, catching me off guard.
I almost say it back, but I pull her into a kiss before my confession can slip out.
ChapterForty-Seven
Hadley
Amonth has passed, and things have been good.Easton has been away more than home, but we’ve been making up for it when he is around.Every day off, we do something together with Tanner.Last week, Penelope and Decker babysat, and we went out just the two of us, which was weird but really nice.He keeps saying he’s going to take me out using his name around town, but I think we should save that for after the season is over.
I lie on Easton in my bed that has become ours for the most part.We haven’t talked about officially changing our sleeping arrangements, but every time Easton is playing from home, he’s in this bed.When he comes home late at night after being at an away series, it’s my bed he slips into, usually waking me with sweet kisses.
I roll over, and Easton comes with me, spooning me, his hand slipping under my cami and cupping my breast.He was gone for ten days, so I know that one time wasn’t going to cut it.I press my ass into his hard length, and he thrusts into me, his breath hot at my ear, his lips on my earlobe.
That’s all it takes for me to be game on.
His hand slips down my stomach, past the waistband of my shorts.I turn slightly in his arms, opening my legs, offering myself to him.
He moans, and his fingers slide through my wetness.
It doesn’t take much these days.
We don’t talk, and it feels more intimate that way.I crawl over him, ready to take his length in my mouth when the sound of Tanner screaming rings out from the monitor.My head shoots up, and I look at the screen.I squint and see that he’s standing at the crib railing.
I climb off Easton, and he groans.“Give him a few minutes.”
But I’m already off the bed.“He was a little sniffly today.I wonder if he’s getting sick.”
I’m at the door when Easton gets up, pulling on his shorts and following me.
“You can stay here.You got home late.I’ll take this one.”I put my hand on his bare chest, glancing at his still-hard cock under his shorts.“You can take care of that.”
Tanner screams again, and I don’t need the monitor to hear him this time.
“I’ll wait until you can take care of it.And I’m already up.”
“That’s apparent.”
I open the door, walking through the dark condo to Easton’s room.Tanner has tears falling down his cheeks, and his arms rise the minute he sees us.
“Oh, baby, what’s going on?”I pick him up, but he doesn’t relax in my arms like normal.He squirms and cries.
Easton touches his forehead.“He feels a little hot, and he definitely sounds congested.”
Tanner sees Easton and holds his arms out, so I hand him over.
