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Sitting again, I pull my legs underneath me and then crawl forward on the bed to where he is standing at the end of it.
“Noah…” I take his hand and cup my left breast with it, and the intensity in him groaning my name tells me to keep going.
“Cassie…”
I start to strip him of his clothes, flicking the button on his pants and pushing his zipper down. Not slowly. I want him naked now, and I want to feel him skin to skin, shoving his briefs down to release him. “Fuck!” he exclaims as I wrap my hand around his cock, and the first drops are leaking from him.
It’s like my touch is the go button for him.
He wraps his hand tightly around my wrist, stopping me from moving.
“Stop!” he growls, and my heart melts. This is what I want and what I know he needs too. “Lie back down, now!” I look at his long, bulging cock that is now standing tall, the tip purple with all the blood pumping through it. No matter what he thought before, Noah is past stopping now—unless I tell him to; he would never do anything I wasn’t asking for.
He brings his hands under my armpits and helps lift me backwards so my head is all the way back on the pillow at the head of the bed, instead of where I just dropped down on the spot at his command. Then he steps out of his pants and strips off the shirt he was still wearing. I hadn’t made it very far with undressing him once my hand was wrapped around his cock.
“Tell me to stop if it’s too much.” I can’t even answer him, it’s like seeing him naked again is taking all my ability to speak. Just nodding isn’t enough for him, though.
“Cassie!”
I know he wants an answer, so I struggle to kick my brain into gear. “Promise.” One word is enough as I lie there admiring the view. Noah crawls over top of me. He takes my breast in his mouth, sucking hard and making my body rise, following his mouth as he pulls off me. I don't want to lose the connection.
His elbows are on the bed, and he brings his arms up under mine to grasp my shoulders.
“Take me,” I beg him. I need him. I don’t need any foreplay, as being so desperate for him has us both more than ready. Feeling his cock push inside me, it’s like all the planets are aligning again. “…Hard.”
And my husband now delivers my plea.
“Strong.” Noah unleashes everything we have both been holding back as we fought through the last week as a team. It’s how we do it. We express the explosive love we contain when we are together as one. “You. Are. So. Fucking. Strong.”
“Oh, Noah… this is love.” I need him to hear me, so he knows that his anger is now being squashed with all the love he has.
And this most intense feeling of love will carry us forward in our life together. Nothing will ever break us!
He’s pushing into me, hard and passionately, like we are both craving, and I know neither of us are going to hold on much longer. My body is rippling around him, and I let go of every piece of stress that has been weighing me down as I scream his name. My body takes over, and the orgasm has me twitching and my nerves firing like fireworks. Noah driving into me still has me riding the wave of ecstasy, until finally he gives in and lets the relief wash over him. His own orgasm takes away the agony he’s been carrying through this whole thing. I know the lack of control he felt while he’s been watching me in pain almost killed him.
Pulling my body with him so we’re both on our sides, my euphoria is mixed with tears rolling down my cheeks. Sad tears, angry tears, and definitely happy tears that this is almost over. Noah slips out from inside me but neither of us move. Clinging to him, I just want to stay here, wrapped tightly with his body.
Overwhelmed with all I’m feeling.
Loved, safe, and home.
* * *
“Ghost, I think we need to buy a plane like this one," I say. "If we’re going to be visiting Chicago, then it makes sense that we have the appropriate transportation.” I see Mason trying to hold in his laughter as he watches us stand up to leave the plane, while Ghost nearly chokes on my comments.
“I might have money, baby, but what the fuck am I going to do with a plane I can’t fly?”
“Hire a pilot, silly.” Walking to Ashton, I stand on my toes to kiss him on the cheek and pull him into a hug. Hearing Ghost groan behind me, I know he is about to lose his mind with me today. My newfound energy and clear mind have meant that I haven’t stopped talking the whole flight home.
“Just like that, hire a fucking pilot. Mason, want a job?”
“Pretty sure my wife might have an issue with me taking another job, but good luck with that argument. I mean, I agree a private jet really is the only way to travel.”
“Ugh, not helping, buddy.” Ghost rolls his eyes at Mason, I watch them sharing a bro hug as I start to let go of Ashton.
“I don’t know how to thank you.” Surely, I don’t have any tears left, but I can feel them coming to the surface again, looking at Ashton, the man who pushed my husband forward when he needed it the most and I had no energy left to give him.
“Just don’t let him be a stranger, and I want to meet the kids on the next visit too. That will be thanks enough.” I can see the emotion in both Ashton and Ghost as they look at each other. For the first time they have completed a job together in the flesh, instead of Ghost behind his computers. And this job will go down as the most important one they’ve done, because it was personal.
