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JACOB

My lips freeze as she says words that fill me to the brim with gratitude and excitement. I am beyond grateful for this beautiful woman and so excited for what our future holds together.

“Say that again.”

“I said I love you, Jacob Baxter.” She smiles. “I think I’ve loved you since the day we met. I’ve loved you as a friend since we were sixteen years old, and now I feel like you’ve planted roots in my heart and you’ve never dug your way out. All the things you did for me, without me ever knowing, the gifts and the days out, the lifts to and from work when I needed them. You’ve cared for me in such a special way; I feel you everywhere. I know you’re the one. I mean, you hired a PI to find me.” She shakes her head in disbelief. “If it wasn’t for you, I may not be here. Mom and Dad told me everything, especially the twenty-four-hour waiting game the police wanted to play. Twenty-four hours is a long time to be missing before they start looking for you. I could have been in a different country by then.” Her lips ghost mine. “But you… you knew what needed to happen. You knew it was out of character for me and you did what you needed to do to save the one you loved.”

“Love, present tense.”

Her smile grows wide. “Love. I love being loved by you, Jacob.”

“And I love being loved by you.” My mouth is on hers within milliseconds as her hands cup my face.

I gently roll her onto her back, and she spreads her thighs for me, letting me in.

The tension my body has been feeling for days rolls away, evaporating into the heated air.

I rub my hard cock up and down her wet-for-me pussy lips, my tip weeping for her, eager to slide home.

She whimpers when I push myself into her already wet core.

Blood rushes to the head of my cock, making me harder as I drive myself into her with long, languid thrusts.

I don’t want to rush this; I want to remember this moment, imprinting it in my memory for eternity.

Our kiss turns passionate as we taste and lick one another, going deeper as she sucks my tongue into her mouth, making my cock thicken.

Undulating my hips in slow waves, I drive myself deeper, tilting her hips to hit the perfect spot to get her there quicker.

Her whimpers become louder, her chest heaving.

Leaning back, I smile down at her, loving every hot fucking minute between us, completely in awe of her and that this is us. Finally.

She pushes her hips into mine.

“Oh, that feels so nice,” she squeals. Fucking squeals.

Knowing exactly how she responds to my touch already, I lift her hips further and lean back to rub against the front of her inner walls.

I rest back on my haunches.

“Oh, Jay,” she gasps when I push in further, applying pressure to her lower belly with the palm of my hand.

I stroke her clit with my other hand, stretching her hood back slightly to pinch, then rub it, stroking it over and over.

“Why does that feel so good?” She grabs my ass, driving me into her harder.

Her hair fanned over the bedcovers, her brow lined with a frown, she looks beautiful. I can’t take my eyes off her.

“Relax,” I coax her.

Her brow lines disappear with my gentle words.

If I fucking get this right, then my heart may give out.

I stroke her clit faster now and push down on her tummy a little more.

“I feel like I need to pee,” she gasps.

“Just go with the feeling, Skye. Let it happen.”

She starts crying out and moaning longer, as I go faster with every thrust and stroke of her clit.

“Let everything go. Relax.”

She squeals again, then she lets out the most extraordinary long deep moan as she squirts all over my stomach, over and over again.

I pull myself out of her, slapping and rubbing her clit as she calls out my name, her orgasm almost endless.

Her body goes completely rigid, fisting the covers into her hands, digging her heels into the mattress.

“Fuck yeah, Butterfly, come all over my cock.” I rub her arousal over my dick, then slam myself back into her pussy. Hard. Fucking her a couple more times before I explode inside of her.

Her warm walls continue to flutter around my sensitive cock as she experiences a super-intense orgasm.

Her moans begin to trail off, her body relaxing as if allowing the pleasure to radiate through her entire body.

My cock pulses inside of her as I spill every last drop.

“What just happened?” she says between pants, threading her fingers through her hair.

“That was the hottest thing I have ever fucking seen.” I’m pretty sure I have hearts in my eyes.

“That’s never happened before. That felt incredible. Like overwhelming and super intense. So strong.”

“Soul fucking mates.”

Getting the joke, she giggles. I could get high off that sound.

“It’s a bit embarrassing though, no… yes?”

I grin wider than a Cheshire cat. “No fucking way. You’re a wet dream come true. So sexy.”

“I think angels sang.” Eyes dazed, she looks like she’s about to fall asleep, which I prevented her from doing earlier.

“So, we’re in heaven now?”

“If we are, can we do that again? Maybe tomorrow though, I’m so tired.” Her little pink pouty mouth yawns wide.

“Shower first.” Still seated deep inside her, because my dick appears to like her a lot, wanting to stay permanently hard for her, I pull her up and carry her to the shower.

She loops her arms around my neck, then asks, “Is it always hard?”

I bounce her up and down on my dick a few times. “I think that answered your question.”

“Again?” She looks shocked.

“If you can handle it.” I turn the shower on and stand us under the instant hot water.

“Fuck me slow against the wall, then fuck me to sleep, Jay.”

“You know I’d give you anything you wish for.”

She smiles against my lips when I push her against the tiled wall. “I love you,” she breathes.

“I love you, whatever, however, forever.”