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  “No. I want to be inside you when I come.” His voice was hoarse.

  She released him and turned to the bed. A sharp pain made her jump and gasp. She looked over her shoulder at Sedeo.

  His eyes smoldered. He slapped her on the ass again and then rubbed.

  She rolled her butt and moved back into his touch.

  He smacked her again. “God, I hope you have protection. I need in you. Now.”

  “That was what I was going for before you distracted me. Now lay down,” she commanded.

  He tapped her lightly again, then laid on the bed. He spread out, a light sheen of sweat coating his butterscotch skin. She licked her lips, her tongue aching to lick his lean, yet muscular body.

  Sedeo stared, his blue eyes dark with desire. He spread his legs and lowered his hand, then lazily curled his hand around his cock and pumped it. “Ride me,” he whispered.

  Her pussy flooded even more. She grabbed a condom from the nightstand, then crawled up between his legs. Reaching his cock, she licked from the bottom to the top. He arched, dropping his head back and groaning. Yasmine swooped down and devoured him. His shivers shook the bed. She held him down as he bucked into her mouth.

  “Fuck... oh... shit... please...” He thrashed, murmuring incoherently.

  She continued her suction. His salty and slightly sweet taste coated her tongue. Closing her eyes, she reveled in it. His hands sank into her hair, holding her in place as he fucked her mouth. She relaxed her throat and took him in.

  Sedeo stilled. His hands tugged on her hair. “I want in you. Now.”

  The urgency in his tone made her open her eyes. Hunger blazed in his gaze. She licked once more, then released him from her mouth. She picked up the condom she had dropped, opened it, and smoothed it down every delectable inch of his shaft. Straddling him, Yasmine gasped as his long length rubbed against her nether lips. She rose up. He steadied her. Lowering her lids, she watched his face as she sank onto him. The delicious stretch as he filled her caused her to lose her breath. The cords in his neck stood out as he bucked. Slowly, she continued to lower herself. She moaned as his girth stretched her.

  Finally seated, she shuddered. His hands held her hips, guiding her motions. Following his silent command, she started to move. She swiveled her hips slowly, then rocked forward then back. Increasing tempo, she rode him. He grunted as he countered her motions. The silken slide of his cock against her inner walls spurred her on. Tightening around him, she moaned.

  “Sedeo... yes... please... more...”

  “Yas... take... it... oh... please... I... ne—” His incoherent murmurs rose to meet hers.

  Her stomach tightened, then heat filled her. Her eyes slammed closed as she whimpered. Her orgasm flooded through her so fast, it left her breathless. Rocking on his hardened member, she braced her hand on his chest and pressed down. The pleasure continued to pulse through her. Yasmine’s eyes flew open as he shifted, rolling them. He braced his hands above her head as he continued to thrust lazily. Sedeo smiled, a wicked twist of his lips. The silent promise to drive her out of her mind with pleasure was there in his eyes. She groaned as he started to move faster.

  Sedeo grunted as he pumped into the lush wetness of Yasmine’s clutching pussy. Her eyes became opaque, then closed. He continued his taking of her. It was impulse which had brought him to her door earlier. He hadn’t planned on staying. He needed to see her. He sure never expected this turn of events, as wonderful as they were.

  She whimpered and wrapped her long legs around him. Putting his hand on her thigh, he held her close as he pumped into her heat. It was heaven to be inside of her. It was more than he imagined it would be.

  “Sedeo... yes... I ... need.” she said in a smoky voice.

  She was a vocal lover. He liked that. Thrusting with short, quick movements, he reveled at the sounds she made. Her nails dug into his back. He moaned and increased his pace. Her pussy rippled around him in a sensual vise he didn’t ever want to leave. Lowering himself, he placed his arms near her head and kissed her. Licking the roof of her mouth, he swallowed her moan. Yasmine rolled her hips, taking him deeper. Grunting, he pumped into her faster. Her pussy spasmed and her cream coated him as she came again.

  He murmured, still kissing her. She tightened around him. His balls drew tight. He stroked in and out of her hot, slick wetness. She sucked on his tongue, and then a sharp pain made him gasp. He moaned as she bit his tongue again. His cock pulsed as he came. He shuddered as the pleasure racked him. Yasmine held him in a firm grip, stroking his head. As his release pulsed out of him, she gentled him. Weak, he collapsed as his shaft continued to twitch.

  After some time, he got the energy to move. He rolled off her and took off the condom, tying the end. Looking beyond the side of the bed, he spotted the trash and dropped it in.

  He turned to her and pulled her into his arms.

  Yasmine sighed, relaxed against his chest, and put her hand on his pec. “Spend the night?” she asked.

  “Yes.” He didn’t even hesitate.

  She cuddled closer. Her breathing slowed as she slipped into sleep.

  Sleep tugged on him.

  4

  A scream yanked him up from his semi-doze. Yasmine sat up and was out of the bed so fast he barely saw her move. She looked around, then focused on him, her look questioning.

  “Sorry. Shelby sometimes has nightmares. I’ll go settle her.” He stood up and pulled on his pants.

  “I’ll go with you.” Yasmine yawned.

  “That’s okay. You go back to bed. I’ll be back in a bit,” he said.

  “Are you sure?” she questioned.

  Another scream came. He hurried to the door. “Yeah, wait here. I’ll be back,” he replied.

  “Okay,” she called.

  He hurried to the guest room. Absently, he noticed the lights were still on down the hall. Pushing open the door, he continued to the bed. Sitting on the edge, he touched a thrashing Shelby.

  She jerked, then her eyes flashed open. For a moment, she looked afraid. Then, when she saw him, heart-wrenching sobs came from her. She sat up and reached for him.

  Sedeo’s heart clenched as he picked her up, holding her close. Her tears wet his skin. His own eyes prickled with tears. He wished he could take the nightmares for her. Eventually, she calmed and cuddled into him.

  He walked into the hallway and looked back at Yasmine’s bedroom. The door was open and the lights shone invitingly. He ventured toward it, biting his lips. Yasmine was under the covers with her back to him. He could see she had picked up his things and put them on the chair.

  “How is she?” Her sleepy voice asked before her eyes widened and she sat up. He walked to the bed, noticing that she’d put on a silky night gown.

  “I usually let her sleep with me when she has a rough night. I came to let you know I’ll be sleeping with her in the guest room.”

  Yasmine gave him an exasperated look. “Don’t be silly. Give her to me and shut the door.”

  She held out her arms and he passed Shelby to her. Shelby looked at Yasmine, smiled tiredly, then curled trustingly in her arms. Sedeo slipped into the bathroom. By the time he re-entered the bedroom, the lights were off except for the lamp by his side of the bed. His heart flipped as he viewed them. Yasmine had Shelby cuddled against her, and as he approached she blinked her eyes, opening them blearily.

  “I got out some pajama bottoms my brother left here. They might fit you. They’re on the chair.” She gestured. “Put them on and come to bed.”

  He walked to where she pointed, and put them on, happy when they fit. Sedeo returned to bed and glanced at Yasmine and Shelby. Yasmine smiled softly and put out her hand. He put his in hers, embracing them both. Yasmine sighed and went back to sleep.

  I could get used to this. Really used to this. Well into the night, he kept look out over the two women who were important to him.

  Sedeo slowly pulled the sander against the deep red Lyptus wood. He stopped and tested the
area he’d sanded on the armoire he was creating. It was smooth. He shifted to another part of the armoire and started sanding. He would gloss it later, to make it shine. As he continued his task, his thoughts drifted to these last few weeks.

  Yasmine had become an integral part of their lives. They saw each other whenever she was off. They had been to a fair, movies, dinner, and on all kinds of outings. Usually, they ended up at his house, since it was more equipped for Shelby. But slowly, he was getting duplicate things for Shelby and leaving them at her house. She hadn’t said a word about him leaving stuff for himself and Shelby.

  Although he hadn’t said it, whenever Yasmine left for work, he got a knot in his stomach until he saw her again. His fear she wouldn’t come back made him nauseous. He couldn’t tell her, and had avoided discussing his fear about her job since that night. From how she talked, he knew she loved it. He still couldn’t understand the draw. Ice coated him as he imagined the danger of it. He stopped and took a breath.

  If he were smart, he would walk away from her. Sedeo closed his eyes. It was too late; he was already in too deep. The very thought of being without her made him ache. Opening his eyes, he looked around his work room. The pieces for the bedroom set he was making were all complete except for the armoire. His gaze landed on the baby monitor. Since Shelby was taking her afternoon nap, he was taking advantage of it. He glanced at his watch. She should sleep for at least another hour or so. Going back to work, he let his thoughts drift. A knock made him look up.

  He smiled as his gaze met topaz eyes. Standing, he headed to the door next to the rolling garage style door he had installed, leading to the driveway. It was easier to move pieces though the rolling door. Opening the door, he pulled Yasmine into his arms. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” he asked.

  “I forgot. I agreed a few months ago to switch with someone from another shift. So I’m free today. Where’s Shelby?” she asked looking around.

  “Asleep for about another hour or so.” He tightened his arms around her.

  Yasmine lowered her lids. He kissed her. She moaned, resting her hand on his shoulder. He walked her back until she was pressed against the rolling door. He ran his hand down her side, stoking the side of her breast. Her whimper filled his mouth. Suckling her tongue, he continued his exploration impatiently. He moved his hand down her side to her waist, then down the side of her soft skirt. He pulled it up and moaned as he touched satiny skin.

  She whimpered and kissed him harder. Sedeo felt the side of her panties, and he tugged hard. She gasped as they ripped. He tossed them away. He kept kissing her while he unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. Pushing them down enough to free his erection, he fumbled in his pocket for protection. Grunting in frustration, he finally found it and ripped it open. He released her from his kiss and began smoothing the condom down his erection. She took over rolling it on and pumped his erection as she did. Moaning, he pushed into the loose fist she’d made.

  A wanton chuckle came from her. He growled and kissed her again, changing her laughter to a whimper. Sedeo lifted her up and pressed her against the wall. In a swift movement, he impaled her heated flesh. She wrenched her lips away and moaned wildly as he thrust fast and hard. Harsh gasps came from her. He braced one hand against the wall behind her, pinning her with his body. He raised her leg, gripping her thigh as he thrust into her.

  The silken clutch of her pussy abraded his cock. He pumped furiously as she dug her nails into him.

  “Sedeo!” she cried.

  He continued to take her hard and deep. She spasmed around him, peaking in a brutal rush. Her wetness drenched his sheathed shaft. He pressed his lips to hers, swallowing the sounds she made. His balls contracted painfully, and then he came. He shuddered as his release pulsed on and on. Locking his knees, he fought to stay on his feet. Yasmine rolled her hips, and he lost the battle. He cradled her against him as he fell to his knees. She straddled him and rocked her hips, milking him of his release. She purred, a pleased sound, then slowed and stopped. Inhaling harshly, he tried to catch his breath.

  “What a welcome.” She laughed.

  “Hush, you,” he said.

  She continued to laugh, jiggling against him. He swatted her butt. She purred again, rubbing against him. Sedeo laughed. Although she wouldn’t admit it, Yasmine liked when he swatted her ass. He molded it and swatted her again. Her pussy clenched down on him. She moaned, more cream flowing from her. Holding her ass firmly, he stroked once, twice, and then a third time. She gasped, then stiffened as she orgasmed again. She slumped against him, moaning.

  “You like when I do that,” he said.

  “Bel...” She cleared her throat. “Believe whatever you want.”

  It was as close to admitting it as she would come. He held her for a little bit, then, groaning, he said, “Let’s get cleaned up some before Shelby gets up.”

  Yasmine moaned and slid off him. He stripped off the condom and disposed of it, then stood and zipped his pants. He turned, looking for Yasmine and stifled a groan as he observed her bending.

  When she straightened, she raised an eyebrow and held up her ripped panties.

  He grinned sheepishly. “I’ll buy some new ones.” He kissed her, then released her, swatting her ass. “Now showers.” He thought about it. “Separate showers, then we can cuddle on the couch while we wait for Shelby to wake up.”

  “Does it have to be separate?” Yasmine pouted.

  “Woman, you’re trying to kill me.”

  “What a way to go.” She gave him a sexy look, kissed him, then walked away.

  The sassy sway of her hips and ass made his palm itch. He growled and followed her. She headed up the stairs and to the full bath off the kitchen area. He followed. She turned and slapped a hand against his chest.

  “Uh-uh. Separate showers was your idea. Now shoo.” She stepped back and closed the door in his face.

  He thumped his head against the closed door. Sedeo mastered his desire to go in with her and left to take his own shower. Ten minutes later, he entered the living room. Not seeing Yasmine, he strode back to the bathroom she was using and heard the shower still running. Shrugging, he walked back the way he’d come.

  The doorbell rang and he detoured to answer it. Strange. He wasn’t expecting anyone.

  Checking who it was, he frowned at the strange man standing outside the door. “Who is it?”

  “Delivery for Sedeo Parker,” the man called.

  He frowned again. He wasn’t expecting any delivery, but it could be from Kali, who’d had mentioned having something he needed to see. He wondered why his partner hadn’t brought it by herself. Sedeo opened the door.

  The man smiled, then handed him an envelope. “You have been served,” he said.

  “What?” Sedeo asked..

  The man turned and walked away. Frowning, Sedeo looked at the envelope. Dread filled him as he saw the name of a lawyer. Shaking, he opened it and pulled out the papers. Reading them, his knees threatened to give out. Numbly, he returned back to the living room and sat. He put his hands between his legs and stared off into space. He didn’t know how long he was sitting there when a soft hand touched the side of his face.

  “Sedeo, I was calling you. Are you okay?” Yasmine asked, concern in her voice.

  He handed her the papers he held.

  Confusion flickered in her eyes, but she took the papers and started reading. She gasped, and then looked back at him. The sympathy in her gaze made his throat clog with tears. “Your brother-in-law’s parents are suing you for custody of Shelby. Can they do that?” she asked.

  “I was named her guardian by Jeff and Julie, but they can. And if the judge decides I’m not fit to raise Shelby, they’ll take her from me.” His heart raced at the very thought.

  “Pash, you are more than fit. Shelby loves you. Any judge would see that. Tha—”

  “I can’t talk about this now,” He cut her off. “I need to think. I need to be alone. I’ll call you later.”

>   Yasmine said nothing, but the hurt showed in her eyes. She stood and went to the kitchen. When she came back, she had her bag and keys.

  He looked at her and forced himself not to go to her.

  Her arms were crossed under her breasts and she looked stiff. “I’m going because I know you think you need time, but know something, Sedeo. When you’re ready to stop being an ass, I might listen to your apology.” She walked away. The door slammed behind her.

  He winced and leaned back, swearing. It was his automatic reaction to shut down.

  “Unca Seddy,” a little sweet voice called.

  He looked across the room. Shelby came down the hall, rubbing her eyes. She saw him and walked to him. He picked her up and cuddled her. He couldn’t lose her. Sedeo glanced toward the hall leading to the front door. Either of them. He looked back at Shelby.

  Her cornflower blue eyes studied him.

  “Unca Seddy did something dumb,” he said.

  “Idiot,” she stated solemnly.

  “Out of the mouth of babes.” He laughed.

  She clapped her hands and chuckled.

  He kissed her on the forehead and held her close.

  Yasmine slammed her truck door and strode up her walk. All the way home, she’d stewed at Sedeo, particularly about him throwing her out. She could have cursed him out and stayed anyway, but the fear and pain in his eyes made her leave. Give him the space he wanted. She unlocked her door and stepped inside. She petted Rufus and walked to her living room. She sat on her couch and leaned her head back against it.

  Sensing her mood, Rufus sat by her side and used her feet as a pillow.

  A key sounded in the lock, and she looked toward the door.

  “Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you were home. I came to walk Rufus. Bobby had to stay late at school for football practice.” Megan Hanks’ voluptuous, full-figured body came into view.