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I whimper in agreement while I keep grinding against him. After a while, I move my hands up to his chest and start riding him.
“Jesus, Brownie. Slow down or I won’t last.”
I stop moving, not wanting this moment to end. But aroused beyond sanity, I slip my hand between my legs and start caressing my aching clit. His eyes widen when he sees me stimulating myself while we make love.
“Yes,” he says, gripping tight onto my hips. “Keep doing that and raise that sweet ass of yours a bit.”
I comply and place one hand on his chest for balance as I lift myself higher up. My mouth falls slack when he moves in and out in the perfect, mind-blowing rhythm.
“I love you, Amanda,” he murmurs.
His thrusts become passionate and as our gazes meet, we’re transported to a world of pleasure and desire. I’ve missed this connection, like a missing limb, and now it has been returned—it’s like a comet crashing into my heart and healing all the fractures.
The tension between my thighs is becoming unbearable, so I moan. “Faster. Please.”
“Like this?” he murmurs, spanking me before his thrusts become even more rapid.
“Oh God, yes. Just like that,” I shout. Our bodies move together in perfect harmony; his rapid thrusting and kneading hands are sublime tools, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. As I massage my sensitive bud and pinch it, I am sent into a whirlwind of delight.
“Yes, Brownie. Let yourself fall. I’ve got you.”
Those words set off a wildfire throughout my body. I shudder and tense up, while Brian grunts heavily as his cock twitches deep within me. He clutches my hips even tighter as he climaxes, while my head slumps back and my nails dig deeper into his skin as meteors race behind my eyelids. I bask in this intense release by rocking my hips back and forth. All the built-up stress of the last few weeks melts away. When it fades away, my body flops forward and two arms embrace me.
“Hmm,” I hum while nuzzling my nose in the crook of his neck and enjoying the scent of sex and his body.
Minutes pass wherein his fingers trail up and down my spine.
“Let’s stay like this forever,” he mumbles.
I lift my head, and when I seal our lips, a long, sweet kiss follows. My hands find his face and stroke through his hair, and when I peel my mouth off his, I stare into his eyes while resting my forehead against his.
“Thank you for coming back to me. I love you, Brian Alexander Fox.”
His eyes pierce my heart and soul as he speaks. “You’re my sanctuary, my home, Brownie. There is nowhere else I’d rather be than right here.”
I press my lips on his and whisper, “Then let’s enjoy and celebrate that we’re both home.” I wiggle my hips.
He grunts, but his cock hardens deep inside of me, and I hum in contentment at the thought of another round of lovemaking withmyman.
33
AMANDA
Two months later, I step into Brian’s house and smile at the last box standing next to the staircase. A day after we made up, Brian asked me to move in with him, and it took me a second to give him my answer. But since we’re both busy with our business, it took us a while to move my stuff here and make this our home. I stop in the living room, where the walls have been plastered over with a new coat of paint and decorated with photos that are special to us. Pictures of his parents and a picture of us and our friends and family. Looking at it makes you realize how important family and friends are. A small smile crosses my face as I take in the ultrasound photo that Brian hung up on our wall. Even though details are hard to make out, he saw fit to display it. According to him, the picture will be updated with a new one each time we get one.
Waking up side by side and having him slip into bed after his shift at Six-Pack is blissful. We went over to my parents and surprised them with the news about the pregnancy. My mom cried and hugged us both. She said something to Brian, and when I asked what she said, he said it was something between her and him. And I dropped it.
A sudden delicious aroma makes my stomach growl in contentment. I rush into the kitchen and stop on the threshold. God, thank you for this man. I stare at Brian, dressed in his workout clothing.
“Hey.”
He turns around and smiles. “I will serve dinner in thirty minutes,” he says, strolling my way. My lower regions stir at the sight of his muscular frame getting emphasized in his wet shirt. I drop my eyes and moisturize my dry lips.
“Nope. Not now, I’m sweaty,” he says, surpassing my reaching hands and hurrying away.
“Sorry,” he says with a chuckle when seeing my pouty expression. He winks and sends me an air kiss. “I’m going to take a quick shower.” He jogs up the stairs, and my stomach growls another time, looking at the lasagna warming in the oven. God can’t wait for that. I’m hungry as hell.
“Mmm, that was terrific,”I hum after devouring the lasagna. When I look up, Brian is staring at me.
