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Page 152 of Never Stop

She giggled. “Yes, but it’s not every day he takes her to a secluded barn that’s only lit by candlelight.”

I took a sip of the champagne before responding. “I figured we needed a place to drown out all the distractions like our phones, the TV, Cheyenne running around.”

“Well, this is nice. I appreciate it.”

“You’re welcome.”

We ate our dinner as I told her about my day and we discussed how her pain was getting better. We also talked about me playing co-ed softball again and how she liked rounding the bases. It was like we found what we’d once lost and back on track to being us again.

“Want to go look at the stars?”

She bit her lip. “I’d like that.”

I helped her stand, and we walked out of the door at the other end of the barn. A blanket was set up on the grass, and we both lay on it, staring up at the dark sky.

“I still want to have a baby.”

I looked over at her, grabbed her hand and responded, “I know you do and we will.”

“If I can ever get off these meds.”

“You did once before.”

“Yeah but before was just a burned nerve, not one that was cut at the root.”

I rolled over to face her. “Just give it time. Things will all work out.”

She smiled. “Yeah.”

“Now,” I whispered, “let’s not talk.”

“What do you want to do?” She smirked.

“I want to love my wife.”

Before she could utter another word, I descended, our lips connecting. She returned the kiss, her arms wrapping around my neck and pulling my closer. We were chest to chest, savoring each other. Her hand skimmed down my side and to the front of my pants and going straight to my belt. I pulled my head back, looking her straight in the eye for confirmation. She nodded, and that was all I needed before I started to strip her of her clothes.

We didn’t speak as our hands roamed each other, our mouths tasted each other, and we loved each other. No matter what I did in my past, I knew that everything led to this woman. She was my everything.

My mouth rained kisses down her neck, her throat and to her breasts. She let out a moan the moment my tongue swirled her puckered nipple, and I knew if I wasn’t inside her soon, I would die. I continued down her stomach to the place I needed her to be ready for me. She spread her legs, silently urging me. I did, taking her clit between my lips and I sucked, her arousal coating my lips. She let out a moan. I fucking missed hearing that sound and knowing I was the reason why.

Not wanting to wait any longer, I reached for my jeans and pulled out a condom. After everything, Brooke hadn’t gone on the pill or got another IUD. We were both hopeful that one day we would start a family, but tonight wouldn’t be that night.

After sheathing myself, I nudged her pussy and slid in inch by inch. Once I was to the hilt, we locked eyes, and I started to move. She tilted her head back, enjoying being filled with me, and I took that chance to suck her neck. Her hands reached around, grabbed my ass and urged me to go deeper. I did, over and over until we were both panting and falling into ecstasy.

As we lay under the stars, a blanket covering us, I knew no matter what life threw at us, we’d always have each other.

The End.