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“I think it’s time to print out those pictures,” I tell her.
She turns to me, a bit startled, and then nods. “I think so too.”
We both stand there, hands at our sides, staring at each other. The sadness reverberates in the room, and I take a deep breath, willing it away. Last month, when we decided she would move into this room with me, we made a choice to keep all of the bad out. We agreed that the heaviness of our lives had no place here. This is our sanctuary. The only place where we’re just Addison and Chase. It’s in these four walls that we’ve discussed our hopes and dreams. It’s where we’ve talked about our future without allowing ourselves guilt. It’s where I’ve fallen in love with her.
Sometimes it feels selfish, to have this place just for ourselves. To laugh and make love all while ignoring what’s going on right outside our door. But meeting Addison and then being given a second chance with her... It’s not something I want to squander. The timing is shit, and some nights we have to fight like hell to keep the smiles on our faces. Some nights we don’t even bother, and all we can manage is to hold each other. But without all this, without us allowing ourselves this space, I’m not sure we would have gotten even this far.
My gaze roams over her now, starting on her hair, her eyes, her cute little nose, and her luscious mouth. It slides down to her collarbone and the gorgeous cleavage peeking out at the top of her nightie, to her rounded belly, displaying the incredible life it’s housing inside. Finally, my eyes travel the length of her long legs.
She hasn’t gained much weight. Emily says she’s “all belly.” But I know her body intimately. I’ve noticed the growing thickness of her breasts, hips, thighs, and ass, and they drive me fucking crazy. If I could, I’d spend all my time with my head and my dick buried between those fucking legs, listening to her chant my name in ecstasy.
Because even when everything is falling apart, and I feel paralyzed from the weight of the world on my chest, being with her gives me a moment to breathe. To feel something other than shame and hopelessness and grief.
“Chase.” She breaks the silence, and my eyes meet hers again. They’re full of lust and need. I know her pussy is already soaked for me, and my control is dangling by a thread.
“Do you know how perfect you are?” I ask, taking a few steps closer to her. Her answering smile is shy, and when I reach her, I tip her chin up so she’s looking directly at me. Right now, I need her to hear me. “You are. You’re perfect. You’re gorgeous and loving and funny and sexy. And I’m hopelessly in love with you.”
Her lips part, and tears well in her eyes instantly. “I love you too,” she says breathlessly.
That’s all I need to hear. I crush her to me, my lips on hers, forcing them open with my tongue. My hands slide around to her ass, slipping into her underwear and gripping her cheeks roughly. When she moans into my mouth, I push against her, slowly walking her backward until she’s up against the wall. My lips are on her forehead, her cheek, her ear, her neck. I nibble on her shoulder as I yank her nightie down to expose both breasts. I stare, taking in their perfection as my hands travel to cup them. I knead them gently, watching her face in awe, and then pinch both nipples at the same time. Her head angles back against the wall, and my greedy lips lock around one of her nipples.
I lick and suck as she cries out, urging me on, her writhing body telling me how much she wants this. I try to wiggle closer, to rub myself against her, but her stomach prevents me from getting the right angle, so I raise one of her legs with one hand and slide under the fabric of her panties with the other. I trail one finger along her wetness before plunging it inside. She’s so fucking tight and wet, and I can tell she’s already close to coming. I feel frantic, desperate for her fall apart in my arms, so I pull out and slide a second finger inside her. Her walls tighten around my fingers as I slam them into her, and I return my mouth to her breast as she rides out her orgasm.
As her muscles turn languid, I remove my hand and lower her leg, dropping a soft kiss on her lips.
She lets out a breathy laugh. “Wow, that was fast.”
I grin back at her as I grip her nightie. “And now we can take our time.”
