"No. Not yet." I grab his shoulders and pull him back down to me. "I...juststay like this for a little bit." My voice is thick with the tears trying to escape.
He hears it.Of coursehe does. "Baby girl, are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
My Amos. "No, it was beautiful. So beautiful. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect first time. But I don't know what's wrong with me."
"I've got you, baby. You're safe with me." Gently, he drags his cock out of me, a rush of fluid leaking from me when he does. He rolls us to our sides, pulling my leg over his thigh and wrapping his arms so tightly around me. We don't talk, content to just stay wrapped up in each other. My need to cry dies out with each passing second.
In the silence, it hits me—this,thisis what I've always wanted. What I've spent so many lonely nights shedding tears of sorrow over.
I have it now.
A man I love.
A man who loves me.
The foundation of a family.
Pulling Amos closer to me, as close as I can, I hide underneath his neck, just breathing in the scent of him.
Life was meant to be lived like this.
Chapter twenty-four
Mercy
3 Months Later
"Wakeup,baby.I'vegot something for you." A finger traces over my lips, making them twitch.
"It better not be dick," I mumble groggily, eyes still closed. "After last nightandearly this morning, I don't see how you can get it up anymore."
Amos's low laughter rumbles as he lightly scratches my back. "You sore? I'll kiss it all better."
No. I give this man an inch, and he'll give mehisinches. Every. Single. Blessed. One of them. "Don't even think about it."
I may put up a good protest, but I don't really mean it. Three months of absolute bliss and I still can't get enough of him. The man can't get enough of me, either. I swear, he's so insatiable it's a wonder I'm not permanently bow legged from our bedroom activities. Erm...and kitchen activities. And the family room. And the reading room.
Activities in general, I'd be better off saying.
"Come on," he cajoles. "You don't even have to get out of bed. Don't kick, though...you'll knock it over. Just sit up. I brought you breakfast."
My nose comes awake before the rest of me.Is that..."Bacon and"—sniff—"potatoes?"
"Close. Hashbrown casserole. Topped off with an iced caramel latte. Happy birthday, baby."
My sweet husband. Well,husbandas the Shay tradition perceives it. His bright blue eyes lock onto mine when I finally drag them open. "Aww, Amos. That's so sweet." His scruff scratches my palms when I cradle his face. "You spoil me too much even when it's not my birthday. Wildflower bouquets, breakfast in bed, books... But I love it. Thank you, baby."
Sitting up, the sheets fall from my naked body as I pat the spot beside me. "You're not going to make me eat by myself, are you?" After all the love he gives me, it's impossible for me to feel self-conscious about my body anymore. Not now that I know firsthand just how much the sight of any hint of my bare skin turns him on. Especially when it's covered in his cum.
A delicious throb pulses in my center. I love it when Amos shoves his cum back in me, using his fingers as a plug so it can't escape. Or when he collects it on his fingers and traces my nipples and clit with it. Or when he growls out a command for me to open my mouth so he can feed it to me.Shiver.
"Of course not.Hold this."A wolfish grin shows his teeth as he smirks and puts the tray on my covered thighs. God, a shirtless Amos with gray sweatpants that hug his bulge is enough to tempt a nun.
Good thing this man is all mine. That includes his unwavering Shay fidelity.
"Guess what?" The mattress dips as he climbs in. "Connor and I will be finished this week with the deck. He's almost done with the arch, too."
"Is he really?Mhmm, this is so delicious. He's so talented," I manage around a mouthful. And not so intimidating once I got to know him a little better. "I love that dining room set he made."
