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else in the area and he had a lot of driving to do today.
    Of course now he was back in the house, all he could smell was Tressa. His beast instantly got restless and his dick got hard. He remembered how her scent intensified when he’d strip her down to play with her, tease her, make her writhe under his mouth, his hands.
    The first time he’d taken her, pushed inside her tight, slick heat.
    Fuck. He reached down, squeezed his aching dick to relieve the pressure.
    Tressa’s short nails dug into his back as he slid his fingers deeper inside her tight little pussy. Fuck, so wet and hot.
    ‘I’m ready,’ she panted.
    ‘You’re so tight, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.’ Though, if he didn’t fuck her soon his balls would explode, or worse, he’d come in his pants and screw up the whole thing.
    She arched her back, tight peaked nipples straining. He bent down and sucked an aching bud into his mouth. She thrust her hips up and came around his fingers, her tight passage squeezing around his fingers.
    ‘Now…oh God. Now, Gabe.’
    He captured her kiss-swollen mouth with his.
    ‘Just once more, Tress. I want you so desperate for me that I won’t hurt you.’
    She growled. ‘I’m desperate now. Please, I want you inside me.’
    Fuck waiting. Hands shaking, he fumbled with the front of his jeans, finally freeing his hard cock. Her hands slipped down the front, gripping his aching length and he nearly came in her hands then and there.
    He gripped her wrists and lifted them above her head.
    ‘If you don’t stop touching me, this’ll be all over before we get started,’ he rasped against the side of her throat. ‘Open wide for me, baby, wrap your legs around my hips.’
    She did as he asked, so hot, so eager to please him. He kissed her, rested his forehead against hers and released one of her hands.
    ‘Guide me in.’
    Tentative fingers went back to his cock and he gritted his teeth as she led him to where he wanted to be so bad.
    ‘Like that?’
    ‘Yes…fuck, yes,’ he groaned when the head of his cock touched her hot, slick flesh.
    ‘You ready, Tress?’
    ‘Yes,’ she whispered.
    He pushed forward, slow and steady, close to biting his own lip off so he wouldn’t come before he got all the way inside her.
    She wriggled beneath him. ‘Just do it.’
    ‘Shit.’ He couldn’t hold back and slammed forward.
    Gabe’s eyes shot open and he moaned. His jeans were undone and his dick was in his hand. The bastard throbbed against his palm. He was too far gone to stop and flung an arm out, tagging the shirt he’d pulled off earlier then finished himself off with sharp, brutal tugs, shooting his load all over his favourite fucking t-shirt.
    Chest heaving, he threw an arm over his eyes.
    He had to stop this. Thinking about her…fucking jerking off while thinking about her. It was messed up.
    ‘Shit.’ Cleaning up, he got back on the couch and finally managed to shut his mind down enough to sleep.
    He was woken a short time later with a finger in the eye. A sticky little finger, lifting his eyelid, followed by a whole lot of giggling. He took the little hand in his and lowered it before the kid did permanent damage. Sawyer was looking down at him with bright blue, innocent eyes, a grin on his face.
    ‘Wake up, wake up, wake up,’ he chanted over and over.
    ‘Where’s your mama?’ He couldn’t help but smile. He was a cute little guy.
    Golden skin and dark hair like his mother. The big, round, pale blue eyes weren’t his mother’s though. No, Tressa’s eyes were almost black.
    ‘Mama’s sleeping. I’m hungry, Gabe.’
    Sawyer wrapped his fingers tightly around one of Gabe’s and tried to drag him off the couch.
    Gabe knew when he was beat and stood, taking the boy with him, making him giggle and carried him to the kitchen.
    ‘Alright. Let’s go have breakfast.’
    Sawyer was sitting on the bench in front of Gabe when Tressa came running into the kitchen, white as a sheet.
    ‘There you are! God,