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and pounding my fists on the desk underneath me.

“Oh my god. Oh my god, you guys,” I breathed.

Robbie leaned up between my spread legs and over my still-shaking body to kiss me.

“Mmmm,” he said, “I wanted to share that taste with you.”

“I… it… oh shit… I can’t seem to speak,” I said, laughing.

“Have you had enough, baby? Because I think Maze has plans for you,” he said.

We all looked in Maze’s direction, where he’d dropped his jeans. His hard dick was covered with a condom and he was heading my way.

“Well, aren’t you a little sneak?” I laughed.

With his perfect, thick, cock bouncing, he raised his hands like he was under arrest. “Guilty as charged, ma’am.”

“Well, at least you didn’t wreck my car. Like some people here.”

Robbie rolled his eyes.

“But you can wreck my pussy,” I offered, rubbing between my legs and opening myself just enough to tempt him.

“Jesus. Are you trying to fucking kill me?” Maze asked, positioning himself where I could direct his cock.

“If she kills you, at least you’ll die happy,” Cab said.

“You ready?”

I nodded. “I think so. Try not to hurt me, big man.”

He closed his eyes, and shaking his head at all the silliness, pushed into me.

Fuck. I gasped as I adjusted to the slow movement of his hips, just enough to shoot chills all over my body, as if he wanted to relish our connection and make it last forever.

Hands wandered over my body. I didn’t even know how many. Someone had pulled my T-shirt up and pushed my bra down to play with my tits, and another alternated between kissing my lips, temples, and neck.

With my eyes closed, I had no idea who was doing what. I didn’t care. Never had so many sensations plowed through me at one time.

When I finally looked, I saw the veins in Maze’s forehead bulge. He thrust hard and deep until his balls bounced against me, bellowing loudly enough for the entire club to hear. And when he pumped me a last few times, I exploded in yet another orgasm that left me unable to think or speak.

I was breathing like I’d run a sprint. Wrecked. Absolutely wrecked.

Robbie whispered in my ear. “Did you like that darlin’?”

“Oh god yeah,” I groaned.

I was amazed. Amazed that I was right where I wanted to be without even looking for it. Funny how things fall into your lap.

I shook my head to get the fuzz out as the guys dressed me. “I want more. But I have to get to yoga.”

Robbie popped a kiss on my lips. “We want more, too, darlin’. This is just the beginning.”

38

Maze

“You make a good babysitter.”

Stell rubbed Jax’s mostly-bald little head, which protruded from the baby pack on her chest.

She gestured toward the door. “Robbie’s right behind us with Jax’s stuff. I thought it might be fun to hold him. Until he poops or starts crying, that is.”

“Hey, guys,” Robbie said, sweating and bustling in with what seemed like a week’s worth of luggage.

Both Stell and I looked at him, skeptical that a tiny human needed all that.

He held his hands up. “I know it looks like a lot of stuff. But it pays to be prepared.”

“A lot of stuff? It looks like you’re dropping him off at college,” I said.

He considered all his bags. “Could be overkill. What can I say? I’m still perfecting my dad technique.”

In his sleep, Jax gave a little snort and smacked his lips. Stell put her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing.

“What’s up with the custody thing?” I asked.

“Hey, guys, sorry I’m late,” Cab called, blowing in the door and rushing right over to lay a juicy kiss on our girl.

Robbie took a deep breath and shook his head. “Oh, man. Crazy shit. Elise is in jail, if you can believe it. I guess she and an old boyfriend were selling drugs or something. I don’t know how everything will pan out, but for now the little guy is all mine. And to think she wanted to leave town with him, Jesus. Her mother’s money will get her out of trouble, but I’m making the case for full custody.”

He picked up Jax’s foot from where it dangled against Stell’s chest and kissed it.

Who knew Robbie would make such an awesome dad?

He’d knocked up the wrong girl, but look what came of it.

“Speaking of dads,” Cab said, “I actually had a somewhat positive conversation with my father this morning. He complimented our business acumen in closing Tableau and