Page 14 of Stalked By the Jock


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Climbing the stairs to our little rooftop haven, she clings to me like a lifeline, her body a symphony of curves and soft groans that echo through my own. Autumn's taste lingers on my tongue as we enter our secret lair.

My lips find hers again in a desperate dance of adoration and need, urging her to the bed where I make love to her slowly...

Our bodies are a tangle of need and desire, limbs locked in an embrace that speaks of unyielding hunger. My breaths mingle with hers in a heady rush, each exhale a testament to the love that burns through the darkness of our past.

The intensity in my eyes mirrors the fervor in her own, a silent exchange that screams louder than any confession. I watch as Autumn surrenders to my touch, her spine arching, inviting me to claim what's always been mine.

"Tell me you're mine," I groan, the words raw as my hands roam over her skin, claiming every inch.

"Always," she breathes out, and it's all the affirmation I need.

I'm inside her in one hard thrust, groaning at how hot and tight she feels every time I sheathe myself inside her.

It's addicting...her moans and the way she clutches at my shoulders, urging me to push deeper.

"I will protect you, Autumn," I growl, my body moving in an animalistic rhythm that matches the storm brewing inside us.

She meets each thrust with a grind against me, eyes closed in ecstasy. "You already do," she murmurs.

I lean in and claim her lips again, our teeth clacking softly against each other's as we reach our peak together—a symphony of moans and gasps. Our love song playing out in perfect harmony.

Now everything is real. She's mine, and I'm hers forever.

We lose ourselves in each other, a collision of souls that can't get close enough. And as I move within her, as she clings to me with a desperation that rivals my own, I know—this is where we were always meant to be.

Fingers laced, our steps are in sync as we navigate the cobblestone path that winds through the park. The sun dips low, painting the sky with hues of orange and purple, a canvas fitting for the start of our forever. I can feel the pulse of Autumn's heartthrough the warmth of her hand, steady and sure—a rhythm that matches my own.

"Look at us," she laughs, the sound dancing between the trees, mingling with the chirping of the evening birds. And I do—I drink in the sight of her beside me, her hair catching the last rays of daylight, her eyes alive with a joy that feeds my soul.

"Always knew it would be you," I confess, the words tumbling from a place deep within, where the shadows of my past have no hold. Our laughter is light, unburdened by the weight we've shed, by the demons we've silenced together.

We pause, standing on the bridge that arches over the tranquil pond, and I pull her close. Her body molds to mine. She's mywife, my other half, a perfect fit, and there's a charge in the air, electric with the promise of what's to come. I catch the glint of the engagement ring on her finger, a testament to the vows we're yet to speak but have already committed to in our hearts.

"Imagine this," I whisper, leaning in so she feels every word against her skin. "A house, maybe with a red door, kids running wild in the yard." My lips curve into a smile as I spin out the threads of our future, weaving dreams into a tapestry that's uniquely ours.

"Wrapped in love and chaos," she murmurs, her gaze locked on mine, a mirror that reflects back all the things I am and aspire to be. We stand there, two souls who have battled through storms, now basking in the calm after the tempest, knowing the strength of our bond is unbreakable.

"Thank you for seeing me," Autumn whispers, and her voice is a vow that wraps around me like a sacred embrace. Our eyes sparkle with a shared vision, a future crafted from love, resilience, and the sheer force of will that brought us to this moment.

"I've always seen you, beautiful," I tell her as I kiss her forehead gently.

I always will.

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