47
ASHTON
“Christ, Rhett.” I sprawled on my back, not even bothering to clean up the mess smeared over my groin as I realized what he did.
Firmly lodged inside her body, he held still, smoothing Sky’s hair from her sweat-damped face.
She stared up at him in wonder, his action and words probably having blown her mind, same as it had done to mine.
They’d gone without a c****m while I’d been in the hospital, but he always pulled out before coming. Rhett didn’t want to father kids, but he would move heaven and earth to make sure I got the ones I’d dreamed of since childhood.
“You’re keeping his c*m inside me,” Sky whispered, a smile growing on her face.
“I hope it works,” he said.
“Worth a try,” she added sass to her tone and glanced over at me. “What do you think, Ashton?”
“His self-
