“I just—"
“Babe, I just told you I love you and tried to fuck my kid into you. Hart is a family company. A family you’re a part of now.”
“Okay, I’m taking the job.” I give. When he puts it like that, I can’t help but look at it differently. He wants a life together, and I want that too. I’m not going to fight the future I could have with this man. Life has given me a lot of shit cards. Now it’s giving me Kane Hart.
I’m taking it and never letting go.
15
Kane
“Fuck me,” I groan.
“Oh, I’m getting to that part,” she says, my cock slipping free of her lips.
Waking to Addilyn’s mouth around my cock is a kind of heaven I didn’t know existed. The past month has been pure bliss. Addilyn is the perfect woman. She was made for me.
I couldn’t have dreamed up a better partner if I tried. She gives me things I didn’t know I needed. My sweet, strong girl who fights for the people she loves, often forgetting about her own needs. That is where I come in. I will spend my life taking care of her.
The idea of taking care of a woman was never something that appealed to me. Until her. I get off on that shit. Seeing her eyes light up when I do something that pleases her has me understanding how people can get addicted to shit. Because I’m addicted to that look on her face and earning it from her.
“Get up here,” I order.
“I wasn’t done,” she huffs, her bottom lip jutting out.
I make a grab for her, pulling her up on top of me. She straddles me, her pussy sliding around my cock. “Put it in.” I give the side of her ass a love tap. She gets off on me ordering her around in bed as much as I do.
I grip her hips as she slides down on my cock, taking me all the way inside her tiny body. I don’t know how she does it, but she does. I move her, bouncing her up and down on my cock, controlling her motions.
Her head drops back as little moans start to pour from her. I fight myself not to flip her over. My balls are already drawing up tight, ready to explode inside of her. Her tits bounce with the motion.
“Kane!” she cries out, her pussy clamping down around me. I thrust up hard, going over with her. She lets out a gasp. I’m always trying to get deeper inside of her. I can’t help it. I want to burrow into her and never leave.
She collapses on top of me. My cock jerks inside of her, more cum leaking out. Little humming sounds come from her as she lies there. Her body relaxes. I run my fingers up and down her back, wondering if this is the time I finally knocked her up.
As much as I want it, I don’t need it right now either. I know in time, it will come. I’ve started to settle some. Knowing that she’s no longer putting up her walls or thinking about running from me helped with that.
After that day in the warehouse, things have gone pretty smoothly between us. We’ve spent a lot of time getting to know each other, and with every day that passes, Addilyn lets me in a little more.
Carter has been lying low for the most part and keeping himself out of any situations that could get his ass in trouble. He’s been hanging out a lot more at the office now that Addilyn works at Hart Bonds full-time.
They are officially going to be moving in this weekend. Part of the reason I picked this place was because of the apartment over the detached garage. It had Carter’s name written all over it. Kid is about to be eighteen and needs to have his own space with some privacy.
Addilyn doesn’t want him running off to college to some dorm but staying home. I think the apartment will help with that. I want him to stay close to her. Addilyn craves family. If I can do anything to help make that happen, I will.
“Breakfast?” Addilyn asks, lifting her head.
“Yeah.” I lift my head to kiss her before she slips from the bed.
Before Addilyn, I was more of a protein drink or something easy for breakfast kind of guy. I can’t cook for shit, but she enjoys it, so I’m not going to stop her from doing it. She’s a natural caretaker. It’s who she is. I watch her pull on her robe before slipping into the bathroom.
I sit up, grabbing my boxers and pulling them on. My phone vibrates on the nightstand. I see it’s from another detective.
I have one week left before I retire from the force. When I was younger, I always looked up to my father. He worked hard to provide for us after our mother walked out. I wanted to be him, so it was only natural to become a police officer too.