“I fucking love you, Ava,” I say, unable to hold back any longer.

“I love you too, Tobias.” She reaches between us and cups my cock, reaching for my zipper, feeling as greedy as I am. I help her free my length and then pull off her yoga pants, letting her panties get tangled up with them as they fall to the floor.

“Fuck I love these things.” Lifting her up, I line up my cock and then lower her onto my shaft. “You better be quiet. We have company out there,” I grunt out, taking in the feel of her walls encasing my length. Once she’s fully seated, I pick up the pace.

“What are you going to do? Punish me?” she challenges, panting heavily as I drill her to the door. I’m sure as fuck Louisa can hear the door bang against the frame, but I don’t care. I love making Ava cream all over me until I let go and fill her up.

I squeeze Ava’s ass, grinding my rod deeper into her as I give her a warning. “Damn right. I’m going to spank that ass again, reminding you that I don’t want anyone else to hear you come. I love hearing your screams, but I need you to behave.”

“Only if you can keep yours down as well. I’m feeling extremely possessive at the moment.”

“I’m all yours,” I grunt, biting on her nipple through her clothes. She lifts up her shirt, inviting me to suck on her plump tits. I use one hand to yank down the cups and lick her supple flesh. Growling, I nip and taste her stiff peaks until I’ve left my mark on her breasts. “And you’re mine,” I whisper against her cheek before ravaging her lips.

She falls apart, coming hard all over my throbbing cock. With another pump through her tight heat, I let go filling her up with my cum. Our cries are muffled by our kiss, and sounds of the door. I bend and slide us down to the floor, holding her on my lap with myself still fully inside of her warmth. He has no intentions of ever getting out, but I think I’ve abused her enough for one day—well, at least for a couple of hours.

Resting my forehead on hers as we attempt to get our breathing under control, I whisper, “I’m sorry for being an animal.”

“Don’t be sorry. I needed that as much as you did.”

“We might have a long road ahead of us,” I warn. Who knows how long this woman is going to keep up her lies. It could go on forever, but I’m hoping a lawsuit sends her packing with her tail between her legs. She has no evidence of the imagined incident and subsequent fake baby.

“Good. I’m not letting anyone get in the way of our happiness.”

“God, I love you so much.” This woman is something extraordinary. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have her come live with me before I knew she existed.

“I think we should get back to Louisa and John before they leave to get the kids.”

“Smart plan.” I kiss her temple then back up so I keep it chaste. I want her all the damn time.

As soon as we straighten up and return to the room, Louisa and John make their excuses and head out. I’d prefer to be alone with Ava anyway. We need time to digest everything that happened today. I sit on the sofa with Ava on my lap, nestled against my chest.

“I’m glad you believed me,” I say. It’s been on my mind since this happened.

“Well. I have a confession to make.” She cringes slightly which concerns me a bit.

“What?” I ask nervously. I’m not in the mood for any surprises.

“Louisa told me about what happened with the last cook and how you freaked out and destroyed the sheets and mattress before I even learned about the TMZ thing. That’s why it was easier for me to digest and believe.”

“Good. I’m glad you already had that information. These days, it’s not like a man can’t lie. After all, if she is pregnant that asshole who’s baby it could be is married, or he was. I’m not sure. It’s fucking disgusting. But I will say the mattress is in the bunkhouse. The guys don’t care if someone fucked on it.”

“Have you ever cheated on anyone?” she asks. I’m sure that as an athlete that is commonplace, but I’ve never been that kind of guy no matter how many females showed up after the games.

“Nope. I only dated a little as a teenager, but I made football my love and never cared that much about girls. It’s crazy, but it’s not unheard of. You?”

“No. I didn’t date much either, and I had one steady boyfriend.” I hate that boyfriend more than I should. It’s childish, but I do. We both have a past, so it’s not fair for me to be upset by it. Either way, it doesn’t really matter because she’s mine now.

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