He growls a savage sound and wraps an arm around one of my thighs holding me tight. All his earlier restraint shattered by his need for release. The power of his body relentlessly pounding into me, his harsh breathing, the way he’s so focused on me, all of it has me on the edge again.

My name rips from his throat and he squeezes his eyes shut. His movements slow to a deep grind as he fills me with heat. The sensation triggers me again. Together, we strain and grasp at each other.

His sweaty forehead touches mine.

“I love you,” he whispers.

“I love you too.”

Instead of pulling away, he wraps me up tighter.

“Z?”

“Hmm?”

I run my hands up and down his back, still enjoying the heavy weight of him over me.

“Am I crushing you?” he asks, opening his eyes. He groans and rolls to the side.

“No, I like it. Every time is better than the last. How is that possible?” I whisper.

His usual devilish smile makes an appearance. “You’re my magical, mythical woman. You can turn a man’s dick to stone just by looking at it.”

“Oh my God.” I flop against him and he curls his arm around me. “The stuff that comes out of your mouth.”

“You’ll never be bored.”

I flick my tongue against his nipple and he groans. “Give me a minute to recover.”

“Recover in the shower. I’m sweaty and sticky all over.”

He glances down. “Never really had sex without a condom before you. Forgot how messy it is.” His voice falters on the last few words, as if maybe now isn’t the best time to bring up past conquests. I don’t want him to think he has to censor himself with me. I crawl up his body and straddle him again. Leaning down, I kiss his chest, swipe my tongue over his neck, and nip his earlobe.

“I like getting all messy with you,” I whisper against his ear. “Love feeling your cum inside me for hours after.”

He groans and grips my ass. “Fuck woman, what’re you trying to do to me?”

“Get you to shower with me.”

He grips my ass tighter, kneading and spreading my cheeks. “Love your fucking ass.”

“Don’t get any ideas. My back door isn’t open for business.”

He laughs so hard he ends up shaking me off him.

He rolls out of bed and holds out his hand to me. “Come on. Let’s clean up and get some sleep. I bet Little Man will be up early. “

“He’ll be happy to see you.”

“Planning to spend most of the day with you two.”

I lean up and kiss him. “Can’t wait.”

Chapter Fifteen

Z

Murphy doesn’t screw around.

Heidi stops by to see me the next day.

“Hi, Uncle Z!” she greets me with a big smile.