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He brought his hard length to my entrance and pushed the head in, stretching my walls with a perfect pressure until he was seated deep inside me.

The feeling of being so full sent a shudder through my core. I let my hands fall from his shoulders and grasped at the thick, flexed muscles of his arms.

“Is that OK?” he asked, wanting to make sure I was comfortable, taking extra care.

“Yes, it’s perfect,” I nodded, clutching his arms as he started to move.

“You feel amazing,” he huffed, sliding back and forth in long strokes. “Perfect, baby.”

My back arched into every roll of his hips, our movements syncing and undulating together as a familiar heat built in my center. Nathaniel stayed close, our breaths mingling as he pulled my wrists above my head and held them pinned to the bed. The sense of surrender was freeing, knowing Nathaniel would take care of me. I was lost in his warm brown eyes, always so intense and full of devotion, and leaned up to capture his mouth.

He moaned as our lips locked. Kissing me deeply, he threaded his fingers through mine, every inch of his body handling me with tenderness and care. I had never felt so close to someone before, so treasured and adored, so intimate with another person.

“I love you,” I breathed between kisses. “I love you, Nathaniel.”

He whispered endearments against the skin under my ear, telling me I was perfect, I was loved, I washis.

Warmth pooled low in my belly, and a deeper orgasm built–until I was crying out in pleasure as it washed over me in long waves. He picked up his thrusts, chasing his own release as I trembled through my climax, and he spilled inside me as the aftershocks rumbled deep in my core.

We lay there for a few minutes, catching our breaths. Eventually, Nathaniel flopped down on his back. I settled into his side, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. He pulled the sheets up to cover us, but I was already warm in his embrace.

Feeling his body shift, I heard him open the nightstand with his other arm, and from it he produced a small velvet bag.

“For you,” he said quietly.

He had already given me so much. What more could I possibly want?

I took the bag into my hand and dumped it upside down. A gold-colored key fell into my palm.

Blinking, I peered up at him. “Is this–are you asking me to move in with you?”

“If you want,” he said, stroking my hair with a delicate touch. “When you’re ready. Before the baby, after the baby, next week, next year–whenever you want to come here, you’re welcome. You’re home.”

My heart overflowed with emotion–with love and tenderness, with gratitude that I had found the man of my dreams.

“I’m ready,” I said, nodding. I was sure of it. He was right; Iwashome. I turned the key in my fingers, smiling.

Nathaniel chuckled. “Also, uh, that key isn’t actually for the house. You’ve seen the touchpad. The key is symbolic. We’re all digital here.”

I laughed, reaching out to caress his cheek and kiss his stubbly jaw.

I couldn’t believe my love story had begun at a house party with a man seventeen years older than me, but there I was, more in love than ever, standing at the edge of the biggest life change imaginable.

With Nathaniel by my side.

I wasn’t scared anymore. All the apprehension and anxiety I had felt upon discovering I was pregnant melted away, lying there above the waves with Nathaniel. I could face anything with him by my side.

Chapter 36

Nathaniel

We agreed that Amelia would move in right away. Why bother waiting when we were in love, expecting a child together, and getting married?

Neither of us had ever lived with a partner before. It was yet another new experience that we’d be sharing together for the first time, as a couple, but we were committed to each other.

I showed up at her apartment the following weekend at nine in the morning, holding hot chocolates for us to sip while we packed everything up. Amelia was already busy taping boxes.

“Morning, beautiful,” I said, walking into her bedroom where she sat cross-legged with a pencil in her hair and a tape gun in her hand, securing a large box of clothes.

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