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“Get your filthy hands off me, you lunatic!”
“Not before the door hits you in the ass on the way out!” Lottie roars at her, swinging the door open and flinging my mother out of it. “Don’t you ever come back here again!”
“You can’t do this! I’m his mother! You can’t just shut me out of his life!”
“Lady, you did that all on your own.” And just like that, Lottie slams the door in her face with a loud thud.
She then rushes to my side, gently pulling me towards the couch so I can sit down.
“Are you okay?” she asks softly, gently wiping the errant tears that can’t seem to stop falling.
I shake my head because I’m not okay.
I’m far from being okay.
“There’s so much I haven’t told you yet,” I stammer while pulling her to my lap just so I can feel close to her. I need to breathe her in to soothe the turmoil bubbling inside me. “I’m not who you think I am. I’m… broken. Damaged.”
“Not to me,” she whispers, her eyes softening as she continues to caress my cheeks.
“But I am,” I choke out. “There’s still so much you don’t know about me. So much shit I went through that has affected every aspect of my life. What if because of what they did to me, how much they fucked up with my head, that I end up doing something that might ruin us?”
“You won’t.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because when you love somebody, you don’t run the other way when things get hard. You stay and fight,” she coos, kissing my tears away. “That’s what a real family does for each other. I’m so sorry you never had that before. But you do now. I’m your family, Nate Wilder, and I promise you that I will always stand by your side through thick and thin.”
“But… you don’t know,” I struggle to say.
“I know you,” she finishes with conviction. “I know that you ball your fists up when you’re angry and scowl when you’re mad. I know that you bounce your left knee when you feel nervous or overwhelmed, and that you drag your hand over your face when you feel frustrated. And I know you when you’re at peace and happy because I’ve memorized every shy smile and every beaming grin where that cute little left dimple of yours has popped out. But most importantly, I know your heart,” she says, pressing her palm on my beating chest. “I know you’d never hurt anyone with cruel intent,” she adds lovingly. “You’re nothim.Your noble heart could never raise a hand to someone as innocent as a child. And you’re nother,either. You could never look away from someone who was being hurt or harassed. Your kind heart wouldn’t allow it. I know you just fine, Nate Wilder. And I love every bit of the man that you are.”
“Show me,” I croak, desperate for her love to erase all the horrid memories that keep me trapped in my nightmares. “I need you. I need you so much. Show me, Lottie. Please.”
Her gaze hoods and her lips part at hearing the desperation in my voice.
She slides her hand between us, pulling my sweat pants down just enough to grab me in her hand and center me at her core.
“I’ll spend my life showing you. Every day, if I have to. Until you see what I see. That you are not damaged, Nate. You’re loved.”
And with those words of love, she sinks down on me until I’m at the hilt.
I hiss as she sighs, our temples pressed up against each other as she continues to slowly ride. Our gazes never wander from the other as my hand grips her hip while the other holds onto the nape of her neck.
“I love you so much,” I moan, as her pussy holds me in a vise grip.
“I love you, too. So much. So much,” she sobs in a soft wail as she fiercely holds onto my shoulders, using them to pull herself up and down to keep her languid rhythm.
“You feel so fucking good, Lottie. You feel like home,” I profess as her walls continue to strangle me.
“I am your home. And you’re mine. Always.”
Fuck, but when she talks like that, it takes everything for me not to come. With her eyes fixed on mine and her sweet breath fanning my cheeks, this is as close to heaven as I’ll ever get.
Because she loves me.
Because I am her home.
And she’s mine.
