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  As I fly apart in his arms, he thrusts his hips up a few more time ensuring my orgasm lasts longer. It's so intense my arms buckle, and I lay my full weight on him.

  “Shiiit.”

  “Fuck did I hurt you?” I immediately sit up biting my lip not to grown as I feel his hard length against my tender pussy.

  “No Sweetness watching you come was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I am hard as a rock.”

  I look him in the eye, and with the straightest face I can muster “I would have never known.”

  He gasps in mock outrage “Are you saying I have a tiny weenie?”

  I can't help it. I burst out laughing. I didn't know it was possible to laugh while in the middle of sexy time. It’s amazing that he can crack a joke while his hard cock is nestled in between my thighs.

  It's one thing I'm starting to love about him. He can somehow crack a joke at any given moment.

  “I don’t know about that. I need to have a closer look.”

  Before he can say anything, I scoot myself down his body until I'm kneeling in between his legs. Jesus how the fuck is this going to fit inside me? I think to myself as I run my finger along the underside of his cock before I grip it in my hand.

  “Fuck Sweetness! Your hands feel so good around my cock.”

  I look at him as I lean down and lick him from the base of his cock down to his balls then back up to the tip swirling my tongue around the head before sucking him into my mouth.

  “Oh, fuck I'm not going to last long with that hot mouth of yours on me.” He groans as he runs his hand through my hair. He lightly tugs it until his cock pops out of my mouth. “Come ‘ere Sweetness. I want to eat your pussy while you suck my cock.”

  “How do we do that?”

  “You come sit your pretty lil’ pussy on my face while you suck my cock baby.”

  “Oh…” I feel myself blush.

  “Take your panties off Sweetness, or I’ll rip them off,” he growls.

  These are my favorite panties, so I quickly slide them down my thighs and then crawl back up his body.

  “Now what do I do?” I ask when my face is right next to his. Leaning up on his elbows he gives me a quick kiss.

  “Turn around baby, put your knees on either side of my shoulders.”

  “Okay.” I quickly do as he asks. If I weren't so turned on, I would be embarrassed, but when I see pre-cum on the tip of his cock, I only have one thing on my mind. I want him to come.

  Leaning down I grab his cock in my hand and moan at his taste. As I start to suck his cock, he grabs my hips and pulls me down licking my pussy like a starving man. Fuck, his tongue feels amazing. Moaning I start to suck his cock further into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat.

  Groaning, he sucks my clit into his mouth and plunges two fingers into my pussy causing me to gasp. Oh my God. I start to use my hand. As I suck his cock, he moves his fingers in and out of my pussy as he sucks and licks my pussy. I can feel my orgasm approaching, and he must feel it too because he starts to move his fingers faster. I moan around his cock.

  Groaning, he nips my clit with his teeth and I come instantly as the most amazing feeling washes through my body. He starts to come in my mouth and I moan as the taste of his cum hits my tongue. I let him slip free of my mouth and rest my head on his thigh trying to catch my breath.

  Giving my clit one last kiss, he pulls back. “Come here Sweetness. Turn that sweet ass of yours around.”

  When I turn around, he holds his arm out for me to snuggle into his side. I quickly crawl over him and snuggle into him laying my head on his chest. He moves my hair out of my face and kisses the top of my head as he wraps his arms around me pulling me closer to him.

  “Get some sleep Sweetness.”

  Closing my eyes, I fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

  Chapter Six

  Cameron

  I feel it the moment she leaves the bed. Her soft little body moves away from me as slowly as she can like she doesn’t want to wake me up. I have a feeling she might be running, and I know she might need some space to figure out what is happening between us.

  I knew the moment I first saw her she would be mine and I would stop at nothing to make sure that happens. So, if she needs a little breathing room, I will give her that. When she shuts the door softly, I open my eyes and take a deep breath. Fuck, fuck, fuck, that hurt. Okay, no more deep breaths.

  Moving a hell of a lot slower than I’d like, I slowly get my ass off the bed. I need to call my sister because God knows that someone in town called her and told her that I pulled a Cam. Luckily, she won’t tell ma. If she did, she’d be at my place trying to baby me. The only woman I want taking care of me right now is my Spitfire.

  I should thank Jules and Matt, I have a feeling they are trying to get Tiff and me together. I can’t say that I mind either. I can tell I'm going to need as much help as I can get to get my little Spitfire. Walking over to the dresser I grab the phone and look at the time. It’s seven and I know my nephew is up he’s a little early bird and the cutest one-year-old I have ever seen. Charlee picks up the phone on the third ring.

  “Hey bro, how’d it feel? You know, falling through a roof?”

  “Oh, you know it felt like falling on a puffy cloud,” I say sarcastically as I roll my eyes. Smart ass loves to fuck with me.

  “So, what’s this I hear about you having a pink cast and telling everyone you love a girl you’ve never met?”

  “I got a pink cast because I can rock the shit out of it thank you very much. And FYI I did I got to meet my Spitfire.”

  I say as I put my hand on my hand on my hip turning around I walk to the closet grabbing a pair of pants and a shirt only to look at them in dread, this is going to hurt like a bitch.

  “Oh really? Fuck, hold on. AJ, no, no baby, don’t eat that.”

  “Okay.”

  Walking out of the closet I throw my shirt and my phone on the bed putting it on speaker. I can hear her telling him he’s not allowed to eat mommy’s iPad.

  My Laugh is cut short when I sit on the bed and try to put on my pants. Jesus, Mother Mary, I grunt as I try not to pass out when I bend over putting my pants on. I hear AJ start laughing and Charlee drop the phone.

  “Mother fluffer. How the hell did you get your diaper off? Come back here.” I stand and try buttoning my pants. No one tells you how hard it is to do up your pants with one hand. It takes me a few tries, but I finally get it right when Charlee picks the phone back up.

  “Sorry, I’m back,” she says out of breath.

  “It’s all good sis. I'm going to stop by, so I can see little man, maybe take him for a little bit so you can have a break. Sound good?”

  “Oh my God! This is why I love you, you’re a Godsend. I get all his stuff ready.”

  “Ok, I’ll be there in like an hour.”

  “Okay,” She hangs up before I can say anything.

  I put my shirt on and shoot Matt a text telling him I'm taking the truck, and he can pick it up at my place before putting my phone in my back pocket. I grab my keys from the dresser.

  As I'm walking out of my room, I grab Matt’s truck keys and put on my Vans. Getting on the elevator, I go to the parking lot and old man my way into the truck.

  The drive from Matt’s place to mine takes about thirty minutes. I bought a two-story Victorian right next to Marc’s house a couple years ago and have slowly been renovating each room. I have three rooms left, and I can’t wait for my little Spitfire to see the house.

  I would have just taken Matt’s truck to Charlee’s, except I have a car seat in mine. I had Ryder grab my truck from the station when I was leaving the hospital.

  Pulling into the driveway, I get out of the truck, keys in hand and walk into the house. I'm starving, and I need to get something to eat before I go get little man and surprise my little Spitfire at work.

  After all, who can resist my little wingman? By the time I'm done with breakfast and brushing my teeth, I have t
en minutes to get to Charlee’s. I end up getting there around eight and knock before walking in.

  “Where is my Bubba?” I sing out as I shut the door. I hear little feet running and giggles as AJ comes running toward me.

  “Damdam, up.” He holds his arms for me to pick him up and I can’t help but chuckle and bend down. Shit, I bite my lip as I feel my ribs burn in protest. I'm starting to hate this just a little. When I have him positioned on my hip, he kisses my cheek.

  “Go?” he says as he pats my cheek.

  “Soon bubba, we got to say bye bye to mama.”

  “Hey bro, how are you?” Charlee says as she comes around the corner with his diaper bag.

  “Better now that little man is going to spend the morning with me,” I say as she stands on her tippy toes kissing my cheek

  “Come ‘ere bubba. Mama wants kisses before you go bye-bye.”

  He giggles and kicks his feet before turning to his mom. “Ta.”

  When she gets him, she tickles his belly before kissing him all over his face. He gives kisses and then holds his hands up for me to hold him again. Grabbing him, I put him back on my hip.

  “Ready to go bud?”

  “Ya,” He squeals and claps his hands.

  “I’ll help you get him out to the car.”

  “Thanks, sis.”

  When we are all situated in the truck, she hands me his bag.

  “I’ll have him back by eleven okay?”

  “Perfect.”

  “I’ll bring you a treat when I drop him off.”

  “You going to Peterson’s?”

  “Of course. Like I would go anywhere else.”

  It’s my turn to look at her with my duh face. Laughing she shuts my door, and we’re on our way to see my little Spitfire.

  It takes us about an hour before we get there and it’s busy as fuck. I have to park in the back, and it takes some maneuvering to get him out of his car seat. AJ starts talking up a storm on our way up to the entrance at Petersons.

  I always wondered why an Italian family would have a bakery called Peterson's but a couple months ago

  I asked Mr. G why and he told me it was for his wife’s fratello that died when he was just a baby.

  His accent is so thick that it took me two months to actually understand what he was saying, and his constant use of Italian words had me using Google for the first four months that I came here.

  When I walk in, I wait about five minutes before I am in the front of the line. When I get up to the counter, I see pops, and he gives me a huge grin. “Cameron, how are you mio caro ragazzo? What happened to you? You brought AJ this time, how is Charlee?”

  “Hey Mr. G. I fell through a roof. All part of the job, you know? Charlee is doing great she told me to bring her whatever is new.”

  “Fottere that had to of hurt. Why must you have such dangerous job? You come cook for me. You only have to worry about eating too many sweets.”

  He says as he gets AJ a couple donut holes and grabs my eclairs.

  Laughing, I shake my head “Hey Mr. P, is Tiffani here?

  “You met my bambina.”

  “Uh… yeah, we met the other day. Jules is my best friend's girl.”

  “Jules has a man?” He asks with a raised brow. Oh, shit well I guess the cats out of the bag.

  “They have only been seeing each other a couple days, but Matt is totally head over heels.”

  “He better be good to her.”

  “Don’t worry I’ll kick his ass if he isn’t.”

  “My bambina hasn’t been in today, but she’s working on getting her shop up and running. The last I heard she was up at Jules place.”

  “Oh, okay well when you see her can you tell her I said hi?”

  “Of course, of course. I gave Charlee a lemon blueberry scone. Are you staying or going?”

  “I’ll take it to go.” Fuck I really wanted to see my girl, but that’s okay I’m not giving up. I will make her mine soon enough.

  Chapter Seven

  Tiffani

  I have been avoiding Cameron for the last two weeks. After our night together, I may have freaked out a little. I left Matt's house and got a cab back to Jules place in the middle of the night. I ran like a bat out of hell before I thought everything through. It’s not like I can go back up to him and say that though.

  So, I have just been avoiding him. It seemed like a good plan to me, except I’ve been missing him like crazy. I have been in the back making Jules’ chocolate shoe all morning when I hear the bells on the front door open.

  I know Matt is supposed to be here, so I make my way up front only to stop short when I see Cameron standing there.

  “Sweetness, you have been avoiding me for the past two weeks.”

  I feel my cheeks turn pink, but I just blame it on me working in the kitchen all morning.

  “I have no idea what you're talking about.” I straighten my spine and walk to the counter. “Is there something I can get you?”

  “Yes Sweetness, I’ll take you and a date Friday.” He gives me that panty-melting smile

  “Uh no?” I say more as a question than an answer

  “Come on Sweetness. Just one date and if you don’t enjoy yourself we don't have to go back out promise.” I am about to say something when the door opens, and Matt walks in. Thank you, Jesus, for small favors. A few minutes later Cameron leaves promising me he’ll be back.

  That was three days ago, and I haven’t seen him since. Maybe I finally pushed him away? Or did he find someone else? Or perhaps I should just go see him? Yeah, I can do that, I think to myself as I roll out some dough.

  “Hey Sorellina, how are you?”

  I scream out as, Anthony, my oldest brother, scares the shit out of me.

  “What the fuck Tony! How the hell did you get in here anyway?” I yell as I hold my hand over my heart. I swear to God I almost pissed my pants.

  He starts laughing.

  “Shut up buttface.” I scold as I walk around him and into the front part of the shop. We've been at a steady pace for the last hour, and I have been in the back whipping up some treats.

  “What no hug for your fratello?”

  “Depends. Why are you here?”

  “What, a brother can’t come say hi to his little sister?”

  “Ha! Why are you really here?”

  “Ma and the twins wanted to come down and see you, but I told them that I would come down. Figured I would keep the wolves at bay for a little while longer.” He says with a shrug like it isn’t a big deal.

  “Oh my God! See this is why you are my favorite. Thank you.”

  I run over to him and give him a big hug. I hear a sound that sounds distinctly like an animal growling and let go of Anthony looking around his huge body. I see Cameron standing there with a beautiful woman and a baby. Oh my God! Cameron has a baby and not just any baby. He is the cutest baby I have ever seen.

  When he walks closer to us, I feel myself flush, and my heart beat faster. I look over to Anthony when he goes still. He is starting at the woman with Cameron and then the baby like he has just seen a ghost. She is looking at him like a deer caught in the headlights, and we all are just standing there staring at each other until the baby in Cameron’s arms claps his hands and starts laughing. “Damdam, nonuts.”

  “Hold on little man I want you to meet Tiffani. Can you say Tiffani?”

  “Nini.” My heart gets all gooey.

  “Awe. Yes, Tiffani.”

  “Nini, nonuts?”

  When Anthony chuckles, I look up to see him staring at him. “Hey, buddy, what's your name?” He asks with a smile. Cameron looks up as if he just remembered that I was standing next to a guy.

  “This is AJ and Charlee, my sister, and I'm Cameron, you are?”

  Anthony looks away from AJ as if he didn’t even realize he was there. “I'm Anthony. Tiffani’s Brother.” I didn’t realize how tight Cameron's shoulders were until Anthony says he is my brother. I can visibly see him slowly s
tart to relax.

  “Want to help AJ and I with some sweets, Sweetness?” I feel myself flush as Anthony looks from AJ to Cameron to Charlee then back to the baby. She’s standing there ringing her hands together.

  “Sweetness?” Anthony asks with a raised brow.

  AJ starts to cry. “Nonuts.” Anthony lets it go for now as he looks back at AJ “Come on little man, let’s get you those donuts and then all of us can chat.”

  Sniffling, AJ looks up at him with big blue eyes “Nonuts?”

  “Yep, Nonuts. What about you, Amore, do you want anything?”

  I stand there open-mouthed at the endearment. Anthony never uses Italian nicknames unless it is family.

  Charlee turns bright pink. “Uh… Okay?”

  “How about you guys go find us a table, and I will help Tiffani with our stuff?” Cameron says as he hands AJ to Charlee.

  I’m still not sure if he is Cameron’s kid or Charlee’s, but I don’t have to wait long for my question to be answered.

  “Mama, you nonut?” Charlee laughs and kisses his cheek

  “Yeah, Bubba Mama wants a donut too.” He squeals and starts to clap his hands again.

  “Come on Amore lets go get a table.”

  “Okay.” They walk off, and I look over at Cameron only to see that he is staring at me.

  “Hell, Sweetness I don’t think I have ever been more jealous than when I saw you in the arms of another man.” He growls out before sneaking his arm around my waist and kissing my lips lightly.

  When he pulls back, I bite my lip. No way am I going to tell him that I was ready to start a full-blown catfight with Charlee. I'll keep that little tidbit to myself.

  “Uh… how about those donuts?”

  “Okay Sweetness, but you gotta sit with us too. Ask Emma if she can man the front while you have brunch.”

  “Okay.” Damn is that is that my voice? Why the hell is it so breathless? He chuckles and kisses my cheek before letting me go. I walk around the counter and grab our stuff before taking off my apron. “Hey Em, can you take over the front for me? I will be right over there.”