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The water running from behind us added to her already drenched pussy. I was so hard I wanted…Ineededher so badly. I had to make sure she knew how much she meant to me, so I took my time to make sure she climaxed before I entered her.

I felt her start to clench and vibrate against my fingers.

“Cum for me, baby,” I said against her ear.

She hooked her arm around my neck and rode my fingers until her body exploded.

I bent her over and entered her from behind.

“Baby, damn…” I said as her warmth, tightness, and wetness surrounded me.

Holding onto her waist, I moved in and out, enjoying every second of being inside of the only woman that I’d ever loved or planned on loving. Cam was it for me. She challenged me, cheered me on, encouraged me, and loved me. She was the missing piece to the puzzle of my life. I needed to hold her to sleep and I needed to see her first thing in the morning for my day to go well. Her heart was large enough to accept me and all my flaws. I was so deep in love.

I felt myself getting to the verge. I pulled out, turned her around, lifted her in my arms, and placed her back against the wall of the shower. I wanted to look into her eyes as I climaxed. I wanted her to see how much she meant to me. I dug my fingers into her thighs as I held her up.

“Say you’ll never leave me,” I grunted.

“I’ll never leave you,” she called out.

“I love you, Cam.”

“I love you, Morris.”

My orgasm blasted through my body, setting every nerve ending on fire. I held Cam tightly so I wouldn’t drop her, but had she not been in my arms, I would’ve collapsed from the sheer force that ran through me.

* * *

“We should get married.”

“Huh,” she said, turning around to look at me.

We’d settled in her bed for the night.

“You didn’t understand me?”

“Baby, now is not the time for us to be discussing this, right?”

“Don’t do that. Don’t treat me like I’m fragile…”

“I’m not treating you like you’re fragile…”

“I wanted to talk to you about this while we were atWinterborne, but that was cut short, obviously.”

“I love you so much it scares me. I didn’t know I could feel like this about anyone, and I didn’t know anyone would ever love me. I know you love me and I want to marry you, but I don’t want the happiest time of my life mixed in with the worst time of you and the girls’ lives. When all of this has settled down, and you still feel the same way, then ask me.”

“I’m going to ask,” I replied.

“And I’m going to answer,” she said.

Cam

The funeral and the repast were ghetto as hell, but nice. Morris did a great job handling the girls during the events. He paid for the entire funeral but let her family handle all the details. I took the girls shopping for two dresses to match the dress their mother wore. They wore one of their dresses to the wake and the other one to the funeral. Morris and I had decided that they wouldn’t stay at the wake long since they had to sit through the entire funeral the next day. I discreetly took them through a side door and back to the house once the funeral parlor started to fill up during the wake.

In the weeks following Beatrice’s death, I found a therapist that specialized in juvenile grief. Morris and I took turns taking the girls to appointments with her. She helped the girls talk through a lot of their feelings, which helped them through their grief process. I made sure to get a picture of their mother framed for their room, and I kept the obituary and some flowers from the funeral. I knew once they were older, they would appreciate having those things.

“Baby,” Morris whispered into my ear. “You are stunning.”

“Thank you,” I blushed.

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