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Pasha

Today owed me absolutely nothing.

Spending time with my family was fun, refreshing, and so very needed. I thought things would be awkward, but once Callum and I got there, it felt as natural as if I’d been around all along. We quickly fell back into the flow of old relationships as though no time had passed. The only thing missing was my parents. Much to my surprise, there was a memorial service to honor the family members we’d lost over the years. My parents and my son were both included.

That made me tear up a little.

All in all, I had a great time. Journey was already planning a cousins’ gathering. She said she wanted to get drunk and act up without the watchful eyes of our elders. I probably wouldn’t get too drunk, but I told her to let me know the details, and I would be there.

Callum and I arrived back at my apartment around midnight. The moment we stepped inside, I began stripping out of my clothes. I wanted to give him a proper thank-you for pushing me to go to this reunion. He eagerly followed the trail of clothes I left behind on my way to the shower. As he undressed, I hopped in and turned on the water to the perfect temperature for both of us. He always complained that I liked that water set on hell, so I had to find a happy medium.

The shower door opened, and he stepped in behind me. I felt his eyes on me as I lathered my body. His hands came to my waist, and he pulled me against him, planting my ass against his hardness. I moaned softly as he cupped my breasts and teased my nipples.

“We can skip the lingerie,” he whispered in my ear. “It will only be in my way. I prefer you just like this.... Easy access.”

“Well then...” I turned around in his arms, pressing my front to his. “Allow me to clean you up so I can get you dirty.”

He smirked as I grabbed his body wash and the second loofah to bathe him. Slowly, I sensually cleansed every part of him, paying particular attention to his dick. He looked at me lustfully as I stroked it.

“Pash...” He groaned as my grip tightened. “Don’t tease me, woman.”

“You want me?” I asked, stroking faster.

“So... fucking bad.”

“Then come and get me.”

I released him, then opened the shower door and stepped out. He still had to rinse off, and it gave me just enough time to towel dry and head into my bedroom. By the time I was climbing into bed, he stepped into the room, naked as when I’d left him in the shower. He licked his lips as he approached where I lay waiting for him.

“What am I gonna do with your beautiful ass?” he questioned, running a finger between my breasts.

“I can think of a few things.”

His lips crashed into mine as he climbed into bed and made himself comfortable between my legs. I rolled him over onto his back and straddled him.

“That’s what we’re doing tonight?” he smirked.

“This is exactly what we’re doing.”

He pulled me close to him and kissed me again, this time slowly and sensually. I began to grind against him, causing his dick to harden beneath me. Within seconds, he was at full attention. I was already so wet for him that his length was saturated with my juices. As I kissed him, I reached between us and guided him into me. Mutual moans of satisfaction passed between us as he sank into my walls.

I gasped as they expanded to accommodate him. “Shit!”

I hovered slightly as I worked him in and out of my wetness. His hands gripped my ass, spreading my cheeks apart to allow him to go deeper.

“You’re so wet...” He mumbled, kissing the tops of my breasts.

“All for you, baby. You see what you do to me?”

“Mmm... I feel that shit.”

He gave my ass a hefty slap, causing me to gasp. His lips latched onto my nipples, forcing whimpers from my throat.

“Ooooh, that feels so good!...”

I settled into a slow, sensual ride. My walls contracted around his length with every rise and fall of my hips. Bending his knees, he thrust upward to meet me. With each stroke, the tip of his glorious dick kissed my cervix.

“Callum...” I whispered. “You feel so good, baby...”

“Take it,” he commanded, thrusting harder. “You can take it, can’t you?”

“Yes... aaaah,... fuck!”

“You’re wetting me up, baby.”

“Ooooh... You’re so deep!”

Gripping my cheeks, he pounded me from below. My ass clapped and slapped against his thighs, creating a rhythm all its own.

“Don’t stop! God, don’t stop!”

He flipped me over onto my back and draped my legs over his shoulders. Without missing a beat, he continued thrusting, forcing me to take those glorious strokes.

“Oh God!” I cried out, pressing my head into the pillow.

My chest heaved as tears sprang from my eyes and fell down the sides of my face.

“Shit! Ooooh... I’m gonna cum... I’m gonna cum!”

He chuckled. “You tapping out on me, love? You said you could take it.”

“I can take it. I can—”

He began thrusting wildly into me, stroking my G-spot as he did. My body was riddled with pleasure. I felt him in my stomach. I felt him in the curling of my toes. When he hit that one spot, I cried out so loud that I knew Kelli heard me through the walls. At that point, I was done for. I felt my orgasm building, and when he gave the final death stroke, I released a waterfall, drenching his stomach. That didn’t stop him. He continued to stroke me through my orgasm until his collided with mine. His seed shot deep inside of me as his body stiffened on top of mine.

“Fuck!”

A deep, guttural growl emitted from his throat before his body relaxed. He looked down at me. Grabbing his face, I pulled him into the sexiest kiss while his manhood throbbed inside me.

“I love you,” I whispered to him.

“I love you too.”

Callum and I lay intertwined in my covers two rounds later, with my arm and leg tossed over him. He gently stroked my back as I rested my head on his chest.

“I never want this to end,” I said softly, looking up at him. “Being with you, I mean.”

“It never has to end,” he said, meeting my gaze. “As long as you want me, I’ll be here, no ifs, ands, or buts about it. I want you forever, Pasha. It doesn’t have to be right now; it doesn’t even have to be within the next year, but one day, you will be my wife and the mother of my children.”

I sat up and looked at him. “What if... What if I can’t give you children?”

“I have faith that when the time is right, the good Lord will bless your womb and cover you to carry my child. Even if that isn’t the case, there is more than one way to become a parent. No matter how it happens, you and I will raise a beautiful family together. We’ll have a beautiful life together, filled with so much love and happiness. Can you see that, baby?”

I nodded. I could see it, but more than that, I wanted it. I had enough heartbreak and was ready for my happy ending. Maybe it wouldn’t be painted the way I envisioned, but as long as I ended up happy, I would take that. I believed I could have endless happy endings and beautiful beginnings with this man. He’d proven that real love existed.

Love that was rooted in mutual respect.

Love that was patient and kind.

Love that wasn’t prideful.

Love that was, above all else, unconditional.