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  “Going to come,” I say, looking down and moving so the water hits my back as she looks up at me and swallows my come. Pulling her up, I go sit on the bench she has in the shower.

  “Come here,” I order her, and she comes over to me. She starts to straddle me, and I turn her around to sit on my lap with her back to my chest. “Missed you.” I kiss her neck as my hands reach around to tease her nipples. “Spread your legs open for me.” She opens her legs for me, and my hand moves from her breast all the way down to her pussy. My finger slips into her dripping wet pussy, and her head falls on my shoulder.

  “Going to fuck you with my fingers and then you’re going to ride me until you come all over my cock.” I take my finger out of her and play with her clit now, one hand still rolling her nipple. Her moans fill the shower as I stick my two fingers in her.

  “I hope you know.” I bite her neck and feel her pulse under my tongue as I lick down. “That I’m going to spend the rest of the night fucking you.” My fingers slide in and out of her, then bring her wetness to her clit and go around and around in a circle. “Fuck you so hard.” I stick two fingers back into her as her hip arches up to meet my hand. “You won’t be able to stand without feeling that my cock was in you.”

  “Right there,” she says, and I feel her pussy getting tighter and tighter. “Oh, God, right there.” She licks under my chin. My fingers pound into her over and over. “Oh, God,” she chants. “Oh, yeah.” Her legs start to shake, and I know she’s so close. “I want your cock.”

  I want my cock in her and now. “You want my cock in you, baby?” I ask her. I take my fingers out, playing with her clit and then rubbing back down. “If you want my cock, you have to come on my fingers.” I rub her clit back and forth, harder and harder. “That’s it.” I stick two fingers in her, and she comes.

  “Come on my fingers.” She groans out her orgasm. I wait for her to finish coming, then take my fingers out. I don’t give her a chance to recover before I grab her by the hips. “Put my cock in you,” I say, and she puts her hands between our legs, holding my cock up as I slam her down on it.

  “Fuck,” we both say at the same time. I wait for her to start moving before I move my hand to her clit. “Ride me, baby,” I say and let her control it. “Your pussy is heaven,” I say as her head falls back. “Play with your clit,” I say. “Let me fuck you.” Her finger moves mine out of the way, and my hands go to her hips. I grip onto them as I pick her up and slam her on me over and over again. She comes too soon and then again when one of her hands starts to pinch her nipples. “I’m there,” I say, and she winds her hips, helping me move her up and down. “So good,” I say right before I slam her on me and feel her pussy contract over and over again, and I come inside her.

  Her hand stops moving between her legs, and she falls on me like a limp noodle. “Rule number one,” she says, trying to get her breathing back to normal. “You give me your cock every night.”

  “I can do that,” I say, kissing her neck, and she turns and slips her tongue into my mouth. Her hips go around and around. “Are you really ready to go?” I pinch both her nipples, and she moans.

  “I’m ready to go, but first,” she says, “I want to suck your cock again.” She gets up and turns around to get on her knees. She sucks my semi hard cock back into her mouth, tasting both of us now. “Missed doing this.” She takes her mouth off my cock and licks my shaft all the way up, then twirls her tongue around the head. “Rule number two.” She bobs her head down my cock. “I get to suck your dick every day.”

  My head rolls back and forth on the tiled wall. “Only if I get to eat that pussy whenever I want, however I want.” Hmm, she moans, and the vibration makes my cock come alive again. “Sit you at the table, spread your legs, and eat you for my meal.” She starts to suck faster now, and I watch her hand disappear between her legs. “Be nice to my pussy,” I say. “I’m planning on destroying it later,” I say right before I come again down her throat.

  Chapter 37

  Candace

  “Daddy’s home,” I say, clapping my hands as soon the sound of the front door slams. Ari copies me with a huge smile on her face, showing off her two bottom teeth. I grab her and walk out of the bedroom to the kitchen in time to see him put down his overnight bag.

  “There are my girls,” he says, coming over to us. He kisses me and then Ari. “I missed you.”

  “You were gone two days,” I say, shaking my head. “But we missed you also.” The preseason has already started, and this was the first road trip of the year.

  Ari reaches for him, and he takes her in his arms. “Gotta say, Weber.” I wink at him. “A man in a good suit with a baby in his arms. That, right there, that’ll get you the ladies.” We both laugh.

  “It’s a good thing I’m off the market,” he says, and my heart literally pitter-patters in my chest. It’s been two months since they moved in. Although his boxes are still in the garage unpacked, there are a couple of touches from his house. The picture of Cassie is now in Ari’s room. I didn’t even bat an eye when I put it up. She was Ari’s mother, and she will never be brushed aside.

  “I got a call today.” I fold my hands over my chest, and he just looks at me. “Do you know from who?” I wait for him to say something, but he just kisses Ari. “My bank called to tell me the transfer went through.”

  “Oh, good,” he says. “That took longer than I thought.”

  “Well, it’s going to take even less time to send it back,” I say, and he stops kissing Ari and looks at me. “You can’t pay me for my house,” I say of the money he transferred to me. “My house is not for sale.”

  “I’m not living here for free,” he says, glaring. “That is a rule.”

  “You sent me five hundred thousand dollars.” I throw my hands up. “My house is worth less than that.”

  He shrugs. “Oh, well.”

  “I’m putting the house on the market,” I say, and he just looks at me. “I want to get a house that we both love. I want to get maybe another bedroom so we can do a playroom for Ari, and I want to have a guest room for when Zoey comes to town,” I say. “If that’s okay.”

  “I think I found a house,” he says, and now I look at him shocked. “I spoke with Evan.”

  “Nothing in the past two months has ever started good with I spoke with Evan,” I say. My man has stepped up his alpha tendencies, thanks to my brother whispering in his ear. I have panties that I can only wear with him because if something happens, he’s there to make sure no one sees them. I have jeans that have gone “missing” along with some shirts.

  He ignores what I just said. “Becca set me up with a realtor, and I showed him pictures of this house, and I said I wanted this but bigger.”

  “So it’ll be our house.” I put my hands on the counter in front of me as he nods. “So fifty-fifty.”

  “If you mean you are paying for the house.” He looks at Ari. “That is a no.” He smiles at her. “Is Candace talking crazy?” he asks Ari, and she claps her hands again. “Yeah, I think so, too.” Then he looks at me. “It’ll be our house that I buy for us,” he says, getting up and coming around the counter. “And you can do whatever you want to it.” He puts one of his arms around my waist and pulls me close. “Now I’ve been without you for two days,” he says. “I need to get Ari down for a nap so I can get my welcome home bj.” He winks at me. “Rule number—”

  I put my hand up. “You can’t use rules that I say during sex,” I say, and remember when I made the rule up right before he left. His face was buried between my legs. “It’s called temporary insanity.” He laughs, and when Ari rubs her eyes, he smiles.

  “Give me ten, maybe twenty and be naked and ready,” he says.

  Just so he doesn’t get the last word, I ask, “Do you want me to get really ready and break out the—”

  He doesn’t let me say the word vibrator before he flips me the bird. “I’m just asking.” I shrug.

  “I’m throwing that thing out,” he s
ays, walking down the hallway to Ari’s bedroom. I pick up his bag and bring it into the bedroom and unpack it for him, and I get sidetracked folding Ari’s laundry when he walks back into the room ten minutes later, and he’s throwing his jacket on the desk. “Why aren’t you naked?” I laugh. “It’s been two days.”

  “It has not. We had sex yesterday before you got on the plane,” I say. “My parents are on their way.”

  “Now?” he asks, kicking off his shoes. “Like, this minute?”

  “No, not now, but they are coming down for the home opener,” I say, and he nods his head. He has yet to meet them face-to-face, but we talk to them on FaceTime each week. “Are you nervous?”

  “I mean, a little bit.” He takes off his pants. “But I’ve spoken to your father and let him know my intentions.”

  “Excuse me?” I ask, shocked. “Did I wake up, and it’s nineteen fifty again?” He grabs me by the hips and takes the shirt out of my hand and tosses it back in the laundry basket. “I mean, I guess you would want the same when Ari moves in with a man,” I say, and he stops.

  “Ari’s becoming a nun,” he says, and I laugh when he picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. “Shower sex, it is.” We stay in the shower until the water runs cold and I’ve came at least a dozen times. During which I conceded to him buying us a house.

  The next night, he heads off to the arena to prepare for the big home opener. “Are you ready for the big night?” I ask Ari as I dress her in black tights and then slip the baby jersey that I had made for her with Ralph’s name on the back. “Look at you,” I say, grabbing the headband I also had custom made with a huge bow in the middle with the team logo. “Are you the most beautiful?” I say to her, and she claps her hands. I pick her up and snap a picture of us dressed the same, minus the big bow.

  “Let’s go prepare your bag,” I say, packing her diaper bag while I put her in the walker that she zooms around the house in. Once I have everything done, I pick her up and get her in the truck. I go through the players’ entrance, showing them the badge that Ralph got me. I grab her bag and buckle her in the stroller, and head to meet my parents, who gush all over her.

  I get us settled into the players' box when I hear the cheers and see that they are taking the ice. “Are you ready to go see Daddy?” I ask, taking her from my mother, who wants to grab her back. “Let’s go see Daddy.” I walk down the steps to the arena where the other players' kids are standing. Manning’s son waves his hand at me, and I wave back while his mother glares but smiles at the same time. God, she’s horrible, I think to myself. I walk to the glass and point out things to her as she looks all around, taking in the lights. She jumps a bit when the puck hits the board, and then I spot Ralph skating over. His helmet not tied, and he smiles when he sees Ari. “Look at Daddy.” I point, and she smiles at him as he taps the blade of his stick on the window. “You want to show Daddy your outfit?” I say, turning to the side so he can see that his name is on the back, and then he throws his head back when he laughs at “is my dad” down the back of it instead of his number.

  “What does yours say?” he asks me, and I turn to show him that it’s just a plain jersey, and he winks at us. “Love you,” he says and skates away, and Ari starts to cry for her father.

  “It’s okay, baby girl,” I say, turning around and walking away. We get back to the box, and my mother tries to take her out of my arms, but Ari is having none of it. She wails louder, and for the whole game, she sits in my lap never once letting anyone touch her. We leave before the third period ends with my mother kissing her and my father helping to bring us to my car. We make plans to meet the next day for a late lunch.

  We get home, and I take off her outfit and place her in her comfy pjs, then grab a bottle and settle with her in the rocking chair. “Are you ready for our story?” I ask her, and she just lies in my arms. I grab the storybook that I made for her and only her. “Once upon a time, there was a baby girl named Ariella.” I start the story, and she drinks her milk. “She had a mommy in heaven who loved her so much.” I show her the picture of Cassie. “She had a Daddy named Ralph.” I show her the picture of Ralph holding a small Ari in his arms. “The two of them loved her more than anything in the world.” I show her the picture of the two of them together. “Then one day, Daddy met Candace.” I show her the picture of Ralph and me. “And Candace fell in love with Ariella.” I smile at her as her eyes get heavier and heavier. I don’t finish the story because the bottle slips out of her mouth, and she is out like a light.

  I get up and place her in the crib, covering her with her favorite blanket and setting the book back right next to her other ones. I look at the picture of Cassie, and just like every other night, I thank her for giving me Ariella.

  One month later.

  “What are you reading?” Ralph asks when he comes back into the room after going to do a last check to make sure all the doors are locked.

  I look up at him from my phone, “did you see this article?” I ask him handing him the phone and we both laugh out loud when he finally reads it to me.

  Sports Talk show host Layla Paterson bid twenty-five thousand dollars to go on a date with Miller Adams.

  Only One Chance

  Epilogue One

  Ralph

  One year later

  “Mama,” Ari says as she walks in the sand, one of my hands holding hers as we walk down the beach. “Mama,” she says again, and I laugh because that is all she says all the time. I still remember when I waited for her in bed after she spent the past thirty-six hours holding Ari because she was feverish and teething at the same time, and she was miserable. But Candace just held her and spoke to her; fine, she shed tears because she couldn’t take away her pain. Even when Ari would fall asleep, I tried to get her to sleep, but she refused to put her down. I sat Candace down and asked her if it was okay for Ari to call her momma. She collapsed in my arms in tears and nodded her head. From that day on, she was Mama and not Candace.

  “Yeah, Mama is coming.” I smile as the water washes over her feet, and she squeals. Another thing that changed is Bernadette went from full-time to just a babysitter when needed. It happened when Candace missed Ari’s full first step and cried for two days. The next day, she informed me that she was going to let Bernadette just be here on Sunday if I wasn’t here so she could work, and when she needed extra help. Other than that, she was a stay-at-home mom, and she couldn’t love it more. “You think she’s going to be surprised?” I ask Ari who just looks up at me, smiling and scrunching her nose like Candace does. “Let’s go and get things set up.” I grab her and pick her up.

  “There you guys are.” I hear Candace when we walk closer to the house I rented for the week in Turks and Caicos. Right on the beach, just the three of us with one girl waiting on us and a chef.

  This past year has been the best year of my life. My game was better than ever and the sponsorships were rolling in thanks to all the social media that Candace has been doing. We just got eliminated from the playoffs, and none of us were surprised. Fuck, we were shocked when we beat New York during the first round. Something I will be throwing in Evan’s and Justin’s face every single time. She sits up in the chair, her skin a nice bronze. “I missed you guys.” She gets up and walks over.

  “Mama,” Ari says. “Ook,” she says, pointing at the water. “Wawa.”

  “Is that the water, pretty girl,” she says, taking her from me. “Do you want to go into the water with me?” Ari nods her head. “You coming with us?”

  “I have to talk to the chef about dinner,” I say. “It’s a surprise.”

  “Oh, a surprise,” she says and leans up for a kiss. “I like this surprise. Is the surprise going to include your tongue and a couple of fingers later?”

  “I can do that,” I say, slapping her ass when she walks away. I keep waiting for us to be tired of each other. Waiting to get into that groove that happens when you are with each other too long, but with her, it’s like it was the first day.
She puts Ari down as they walk into the water a little bit, and I hear Ari squeal. I turn and walk inside, making sure they have everything they need for tonight’s big surprise.

  “I’m going to go and dress Ari,” I say to Candace, grabbing Ari from her. “You get dressed and meet me outside.”

  “Wait,” she says. “Don’t dress her in a dress. I think I saw a mosquito.”

  “Your mother has lost her mind,” I say, walking to the bedroom that is right next to ours and grabbing the special outfit that I had shipped here. “Your mama is going to be so surprised,” I say, dressing her in a little blue and gray tutu dress that I know Candace will love. She dresses her up all the time, and the shirt says it all. A matching headband makes her whole look. “You ready to go see Mama?”

  She claps her hands. “I’m going to wait for you outside,” I say, popping my head into the room and seeing that she’s putting her panties on. “I’ll wait for you there.”

  “But I’m almost done,” she says. “Let me see Ari.”

  “No,” I say. “We’ll meet you outside,” I say, rushing away and making Ari laugh when she thinks it’s a game. I step out of the house and walk past the in-ground pool that has floating flower lights tonight and see the canopy set up in the middle of the way down the beach. The soft wind makes the white drapes blow, the tea trees lights hanging from them giving it a glow and candles are all lit up in a path toward the table. “Are you ready, baby girl?”

  I look up and see that Candace is coming out, and she is wearing a white dress with thin straps and the way the wind blows, it flows all around her legs. “There she is,” I say to Ari who spots her and calls her name. “It’s Mama,” I say when she gets closer.