“Oh my…” I double over laughing.
“Stop laughing woman. You’re wasting time. Jump on this.” He rolls his hips.
“You’re dancing around naked in front of the window.”
“Semi-naked. Full-on hard. If you got it, flaunt it.” He shimmies in front of the window.
“Is that your mom?” I ask in pseudo-alarm.
He drops hard to the floor below the window.
“Ow…I got a splinter and dammit, wife, now I need comforting…”
He’s crab walking toward me, and I can’t stand anymore because I’m nearly breathless.
Wilder puts his hand on my ankle and pulls me along the floor until the center of my shorts are against his cock. He nudges me there and that’s all it takes for my laughter to subside.
I’ll never get enough of this man. Of the way he makes my body sing with just a single touch.
He kisses me and I match his ardor, using my body to drive his toward the floor until he’s flat on his back. Then I take off my clothes and straddle him, slowly lowering my body to his until he’s inside of me and we’re one again.
“Fuck,” he groans out. “I love moving day.”
“But there’s all that unpacking to do…”
“I’ll help.” He reaches for my breasts. “Now shh…be comforted.”
I laugh again as I start to move my body in a rhythm he and I have perfected together. We start slow then our bodies work in afeverish tandem toward peaking and we find our pleasure at the same time.
I cry out and arch as he spills into me and when we’re done, I put my head down on his chest.
“If you need more…” he says.
I roll off him and snuggle against his side. “I want to save the next for our first night in our new home.”
He lets out a satisfied sigh. “Home. I love the sound of that word.”
“Me, too. You know what they say.”
“Yep. Home is where the cock is.”
“I don’t know what to do with you, Wilder.”
“Just love me, honey. That’s all I want from you. Well, that and throw me a little nookie every now and then. Let tonight be a now and then.”
“No matter what’s going on, you can always make me laugh.” I sit and grab my clothes. “Get dressed. I hear a truck.”
He scrambles up and dresses quickly and we walk out of the cabin to load another pickup truck with our belongings.
Our family and friends come and go for hours and finally the last load is brought over and unloaded and we’re alone.
We unpack only the essentials for tonight, then I put on an old record and Wilder and I slow dance in the living room while we kiss and set about making beautiful memories for years to come.
