Page 17 of Celebrated Love


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Her smile shifts a little from something bright into something softer and my heart stalls in my chest. “I love you, Bowen.”

How is it possible, with only four words, everything in existence tilts? I slam my lips down on hers, kissing her with everything in me and pouring my thoughts, feelings, hopes, and dreams into the kiss.

When my lungs are burning, I pull away from her only to gasp, “I love you, Aster.”

“I know,” she shoots back at me while a saucy smile graces her lips.

I roll us until I’m hovering over her, her legs opening in invitation as I settle my hips down against hers. It would be so easy to slip inside of her right now, but I hold off. I love our physical connection, but this moment is so much more than that.

“Say it again,” I plead.

“I love you.”

“Again,” I demand.

“I love you,” she shouts, putting her entire body and soul into it.

I tilt my head back and take a deep breath, letting the feeling of her love envelope me in the most delicious way. When I look back down at her, she’s studying me with a knowing look in her eyes.

“There’s one more thing,” she says softly. “I didn’t plan on it, so I don’t have something for you to open for this one, even though I could if I had thought ahead.”

I shake my head and press our foreheads together gently. “You’ve already given me plenty. Your love was my Christmas wish this year.”

“Move in with me,” she blurts and I still.

I study her face, needing to see if she’s really asking or if she’s doing it because it’s what I want. “Are you serious right now?”

She bites her lip, uncertainty crossing her features before she pushes it back. “It makes sense. I have this house and the room. You have your apartment, but you’re hardly ever there.” She takes a deep breath and gives me a decisive nod. “I want this. I want you here. I want to live with you and love you. I’m serious. I’m sure. I’m ready.”

I kiss her again because I can’tnotkiss her. With a push on my shoulder, I’m rolling, and she comes to rest on top of me, settling back on her knees and looking down at me with lust and love in her eyes. She reaches into the bedside table on my side of the bed, and I can’t help but feel a burst of joy because I have a ‘my side of the bed’ here. With her.

I’m lost in the pleasure of the moment, my focus and attention soaking it up instead of paying attention to her. I hardly notice when she rolls the condom down my length, but I can’t miss when she starts to sink her tight pussy down my cock.

I groan as my hands go to her hips and hold her steady. Her hands cover mine, our connection forged and unbreakable. A completed circuit.

“What are you doing little Spark?” My voice is strained as I take in how fucking glorious she is above me.

“Convincing you to move in.” Her lips are curved into a wicked smile and by the way her eyes gleam she knows I don’t need any convincing at all. “You seemed a little unsure,” she sasses me.

“Convince away,” I grit out through my teeth and settle in for the show and ride of my fucking life.

Her body is pure magic as she rides me, her hips swiveling and circling as she rises and descends. I help her along, my fingers tightening on her hips when I’m right on the edge. From the way her pussy pulses around my shaft, she’s right there with me.

We come together moaning out our bliss.

“Best Christmas ever,” I pant when she collapses over me, her hair a mess splayed out over my shoulder and her tits pillowing against my chest.

She huffs out a breathless laugh. I run a hand up and down her spine, loving the softness of her against me.

“Of course, I’ll move in with you, Aster. There was never any other choice.” I pause and then wonder out loud, “I wonder if anyone would help us get it done today.”

She shakes her head and admonishes me, “How about we let everyone enjoy the day with their families? Santa has already been busy bringing our town enough Christmas magic. They’ll help another day.”

My voice is hopeful, “Tomorrow?”

She dissolves into giggles on my chest. “Yeah, probably tomorrow.”

I hold her close with a big smile on my face and I know she’s probably right. In this town, a love like I’ve found is celebrated and we pull together when help is needed. I bet some peoplewouldbe willing to help today. It’s not like I have a ton of stuff anyway.

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