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"And the way I feel about you hasn't changed, Jess. The second I saw you, I knew. I'm still in love with you, and nothing's going to change that." “Not even—”
"Nothing. I came here to get you and take you home with me, and now I get to take home two people to love forever." He smiles and lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me hard on the mouth.
I kiss him back through my tears, happiness pouring out of me. I’m immediately transported back to our first kiss—the taste of him, the smell of him, the feeling of his mouth on mine. After a few minutes of passionate making out, Ethan lifts me in his arms and carries me back toward the bedrooms. “Which door is yours?”
"Second one on the left," I say, nuzzling his neck. "We're going to have to be very quiet."
“I don’t want to make promises I can’t keep.”
“But, you’ll try?”
“Really, really hard.” He grins at me as he shuts the door behind us with his foot.
Setting me down on the floor, he lifts my t-shirt over my head. My bra is next, then, overcome by need, we both strip down as fast as we can and fall onto the bed together. Ethan flips me onto my back and works his way down my body, kissing every inch of my skin until he reaches my thighs. Spreading my legs with his hands, he takes his time exploring my pussy, carefully, so slowly that I can hardly stand it. When he finally thrusts his tongue in deep, my hips buck and I press myself against his mouth, greedy for more. He runs his tongue over my clit, causing my entire body to shudder with pleasure and I'm overcome by the need to have him inside me again.
I reach down and touch the back of his shoulders. “Come here. I want us to come together.”
Making his way back up my body, he plants more kisses, awakening every inch of flesh. When he’s finally positioned over top of me, he smiles down at me. “I never stopped loving you Jess, no matter how hard I tried.”
"Me too. I've dreamed of this moment a million times since you left. And now it's really happening." Tears of happiness fill my eyes, and when they roll down my cheeks, he kisses them away.
"It's okay. I'm here, and I'm not letting you go ever again." He kisses me tenderly on the mouth, then lets his tongue run along my top lip, igniting a fiery passion in me again. "I don't have a condom."
"Well, since the last one was so effective, we might as well skip it," I say with a little laugh.
Ethan chuckles, then says, “It would be kind of perfect if we managed to make another baby our first time back together. That is, as long as you want another baby so soon.”
I nod my head and kiss him hard. “Will could use a little brother to play with.”
“Or a little sister to spoil.”
We kiss some more while I run my hands up his hard abs and chest then around to his perfect backside. The thrill of feeling his body over mine again is almost too much—I’m so overcome with happiness that I don’t ever want this moment to end.
He enters me with one long, hard thrust, and the feeling of his smooth, bare skin inside me is perfection. I feel him stretching me and hitting me in all the right places as he pumps himself into me with the skill and grace of an athlete. I lift my legs higher, so they're close to his shoulders, allowing him in even deeper and he picks up the pace, pumping his hips into me harder with each thrust. Our breathing finds the same rhythm, and I lift my head so I can kiss him some more. "Oh, yes, Ethan, yes."
Faster now. Harder. Again and again.
“I’m going to come, Ethan. Come with me,” I whisper.
And that moment is our undoing. We both come so hard, riding the waves of an orgasm that has been two years in the making. My toes curl up and my entire body tenses and spasms as I feel him releasing hot liquid into me over and over.
I bite down on my lip to stop myself from crying out while Ethan’s breath catches and he lets out a low groan of pure ecstasy before collapsing onto me. He rolls onto his side so he won’t crush me and we lay together, a sweaty heap of happiness, kissing and cuddling until we’re ready to do it again.
The next morning, I wake to the sound of Will’s voice calling for me. I get up and quickly throw on my bathrobe.
Ethan wakes and smiles at me. “Good morning, beautiful.”
“Good morning.” My entire body is raw and satisfied. “I’ll go get him.”
“I’ll throw on some clothes.”
“Oh, that seems like a waste,” I say over my shoulder.
A few minutes later, I return to the bedroom with our freshly-diapered son. Ethan is sitting up in bed, wearing his T-shirt, with his legs under the covers. He smiles at Will, and it nearly breaks my heart that we're all together.
“Hi, Will,” he says, holding his hands out. “I’m your dad.”
I walk to my side of the bed and sit down next to Ethan. Will crawls off my lap to go examine the man next to me. He touches Ethan's nose, and Ethan makes a little beeping sound which makes Will laughs like crazy, and they do it again.
