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He entered me, and I felt him drive deep inside my pussy. I couldn’t even make a noise as he filled me, his cock slick with the water from the tub and the fluids from my core. He held himself there as I pulsed on him, still riding an intense orgasm to its completion. His hands slipped around me, and wet palms squeezed over my tender breasts, lighting me up as every inch of my body was more sensitive to his touch.
He began to rock into me, his hips moving with exacting speed and force to bring me from one climax to the edge of another. His body was made for mine. I knew that. We were designed for each other, and as he fucked me, I felt the awesomeness of our connection growing ever still. We were molding from two people to one with every day that passed, in every silent moment we held hands, from every passion-filled night when our bodies tangled together.
My body ached for him constantly, and he never disappointed. As he held me in place, now half standing, he slipped one hand down to swirl a finger over my pearl and bring me to a shouting climax again. My eyes rolled back, and my jaw hung open as I came for a second time. But he was just getting started.
I joined him in the bath, my legs trembling as he sat down, and I mounted him. There was something even more intimate about being on top of him while he sat, his face buried in my chest and his hands pulling at my cheeks as I rode him. His cock throbbed with each thrust as he pounded into me with wild abandon.
The water from the tub spilled out with the vigorous way he slammed into me, but I didn’t care. There were towels for that. I just wanted him to feel the intense pleasure that he gave me.
His body shook and convulsed as he spilled into me, and I cried out as the release of his essence into me brought me into another, more intense orgasm.
We collapsed into each other in the tub, his body spent and mine tingling.
22
MARK
The last two weeks had been nothing but rain. Texas wasn’t used to that. A day or two of rain was like an act of God, and two weeks was like the apocalypse. The animals at the ranch seemed to love it, according to Camden, but it was getting crazy being stuck inside all the time. Going stir crazy was not on my list of things I wanted for a very pregnant girlfriend, but she had run through just about every craft, including scrapbooking, crocheting, and sourdough breadmaking.
I wasn’t sure I could take any more, much less her.
“Babe?” I said, touching her shoulder as I woke up and looked outside through the window beside the bed. “Babe, wake up.”
“What?” she asked. “Look outside.”
She sat up, rubbing her eyes and positioning herself so she could see without leaning too far in any one direction.
“It’s not raining,” she said with a sharp inhale.
“Nope,” I said. “My phone says its only fifty degrees out there right now. I think that sounds like perfect hiking weather.”
“Hiking?” she asked, and I wondered if she was going to reject it outright. She had been feeling pretty good throughout the pregnancy, but with the last few weeks of inactivity, she worried her days of vigorous exercise were done until we had the baby. “Where?”
“Well, there are all those trails behind the ranch,” I said. “We could go there and hike, and it would be close enough to the house that if we needed to get back, it wouldn’t be that far to go.”
She nodded, excitement rising with each passing moment.
“I love it,” she said. “I would love to go for a nice walk. This baby is due in a couple of weeks, and if I don’t take the opportunity to get out and move around now, I might not get another.”
“All right, I’ll go get our backpacks together. You get dressed,” I said.
I went into the closet and grabbed her camelback bag and my hiking backpack. It had been a while since we’d used either one, but they were put away clean and empty aside from the few things I kept in them for quick accessibility. A box of bandages, some rubbing alcohol and dressing cloths were in a zip lock bag at the bottom. Another bag had a couple of energy bars and trail mix. I took it into the kitchen and stuffed two water bottles in it, along with some ice packs in the refrigerated section.
With our bags fully packed a few minutes later, I slipped into some cargo shorts, put on my boots, and we loaded up the truck. As I got into the driver’s seat, I noticed Carmela had a tiny soft cooler with her as well. I motioned to it as I started the car.
