Page 129 of Brew

Soon, we have a rhythm going that has my hips rolling back and forth, hitting every nerve and making Erica come undone over and over again.

She’s my muse, she always will be. “I love you,” I grit. “I love you so fuckin’ much.”

“I love you, too, Dylan. I’m so happy you’re mine.”

I pump harder, Erica’s eyes closing as she grips my ass even harder than before. I’m riding a wave of pleasure that I don’t want to lose, but it’s just too good.

When Erica moans soft and low and I feel her pussy grip my dick, it’s enough to send me over the edge. I still, spilling myself inside her as I groan out my release.

I collapse on top of her, making her squirm. I lift up, kissing her nose. “When will you start showin’?”

She giggles, and it’s fucking cute. “Not for a while yet, quite a few months.”

“I don’t want you workin’ when the baby is born. You good with that?”

“It was always the plan to raise our child,” she whispers. “But just because you’ll be the main breadwinner, doesn’t mean you’re in charge.”

“No?”

“Nope.”

“I thought it meant exactly that?”

“Nuh uh. I’ve been talking with the other ol’ ladies, learning the ropes.”

I roll my eyes. “Here we go. Stay away from the other ol’ ladies, they’re bad news.”

“You don’t really mean that.”

“Don’t I?”

“They mean well.”

“They gossip,” I mutter. “And Manny is no better.”

“You have yourclub business, and we haveol’ lady business.”

“You know I’ll tease any information out of you, don’t you?”

She grins. “I look forward to it.”

I press my lips against hers, loving how close we are, how magical it is to finally be at peace after the long hard road we’ve both traveled. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Brew, always and forever.”

I plant another kiss against her soft lips. “I’m gonna hold you to that.”

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