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“Are you ready, baby?” Louis breathes into my ear, holding my wrists with one big palm and readjusting my position with the other, and I nod.
God, I feel so hot, I feel sogood, and when he lines himself up and pushes inside, it’s as if every sensation bursts in my body. I moan and arch my back, pushing myself up to take him deeper. Yes, god, yes. I turn my head to the side and part my lips in stifled cries of pleasure, feeling Louis’s lips on the side of my face.
“You’re gorgeous, baby, ah, I missed this so much,” he whispers frantically, thrusting faster and deeper, and I can only push my head against the pillows and whimper in the throes of pleasure.
It doesn’t take long till he flips me over, pushes my knee up for a better angle, and I cry out, arching and shivering again. There’s sweat gathering on my temples and under my back, the air cooling down on my heated skin, but none of it matters. Every other sensation drowns in the sweet push and pull of our bodies, and my mind completely wipes out when Louis slides his hand between my legs and starts rubbing me again.
Sparkles go off under my closed eyelids, and I shut my eyes tighter, trembling from every touch of his fingers and every thrust deep inside of me. Ah, shit, I’m close, I’m getting close! Louis feels it as well and places his palm on my throat, keeping me in one place as he picks up the pace of his thrusts and, with the last few strokes, pushes me over the edge.
My whole body shudders and writhes underneath him, but Louis doesn’t let me go. His hands keep my body still, forcing me to take him, and I gasp for breath and dig my fingers into his back, begging him to keep going.
Even in the post-orgasmic glow, it feels so good to just have him deep inside that I let Louis take his time. I can feel in his grunts and frantic thrusts that he’s close, but the pleasure of being one is too big to let go. But he can’t go on forever, so soon he pushes my legs apart and leans in, capturing my lips in a kiss.
I know this position is his favorite, so I wrap my legs around his back, cling to his shoulders, and kiss him back, pushing myself up to let him thrust deeper. As soon as I do this, I feel the shiver running through his frame, his thighs losing rhythm, and with a few deep and powerful thrusts, Louis finally reaches his peak.
Oh god, how could I deny myselfthisfor a whole month?
I chuckle, the sound scratching my throat, and lean back onto the sheets, relaxing my grip on Louis’s shoulders. He lingers on top of me, catching his breath and nuzzling my neck, and I can’t help but giggle. It feels so nice, and I feel euphoria building up in my chest.
I tighten my grip on Louis, clinging to him with my arms and legs, and he laughs and holds me back, rolling us to the side. His lips find my face, his hand squeezes my shoulder, and the feeling of beinglovedoverwhelms me when I look into his smiling eyes.
“Hey,” Louis murmurs with a grin, and I giggle.
“Hey.”
“Do you know what I’m thinking?” He strokes my cheek with his thumb, and I hum and shake my head slightly, leaning into the touch. “We are married.”
“Yeah.” I chuckle and quirk an eyebrow, automatically stroking the wedding ring on my finger. “I know.”
“So maybe we should do this more often.”
Louis looks at me innocently, and I can’t help but laugh, tightening my hold on him. God, it’s been nine years since everything felt soright. Happiness fills me to the brink, and I push myself closer to him and hide my face in his neck.
“Okay.” I hum with a smile on my lips, closing my eyes. “Sounds good.”
“Good,” Louis repeats quietly, and I feel his arms wrap closer around me. It makes me feel so safe and cared for that I breathe out and relax completely in his hold.
“Hey,” I say this time, mumbling into the skin of his shoulder, and Louis hums and strokes my back. “You know…I think I love you.”
His heartbeat under my palm immediately picks up its pace, and Louis tightens his embrace so hard it hurts a little in my joints. But if that’s the strength of his feelings, I’m ready to take it. Finally, Louis relaxes his hold enough to let me breathe, presses a kiss to my hair, and lets out a deep sigh.
“God, I love you so much. I will never leave you again.”
And this time, something tells me that he means it, so I smile and allow myself to fall asleep in his arms.
Chapter 17 - Louis
“Okay, kids, who wants a piece of chocolate cake?” Sasha raises her voice over the music, holds up a plate with the cake, and receives a choir of excited voices and raised arms in response. “What? Yes, Tina, I know you don’t like chocolate. What did you say, Paolo?”
She looks pretty overwhelmed there, standing in the middle of a whirlpool of kids, and I put my glass of whiskey on the counter, ready to excuse myself from the conversation. But at the last moment, I see Elena and Irina step forward and join the chaos, helping Sasha get the kids under control. Okay, I guess they can handle it.
Yeah, who would’ve thought that Misha's birthday would turn out to be so loud and messy? There are only five kids here—and it's enough for all the adults to go crazy. But, to be honest, seeing Misha energetically talk to his friends, laugh, and be completely immersed in their dragon battles is all worth it. After all, you turn eleven only once in your life, so you have to enjoy yourself to the fullest, right?
"You were there yesterday, Louis."
My ears catch my name, and I blink and turn back to George and Matteo. "What?"
"At the Rosemont shooting," Matteo explains, as calm as ever. "You and Sergei were there to chase the Mexicans away."
