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Our grip on each other becomes tenser in a second, the new feeling replaces an urgency and it’s like we’ve found the missing part of ourselves in something else for the first time.

“I don’t just want you to take me, Maddox,” I hear myself confessing. “I want you to fill me with our babies… fill me with a family.”

This pleases him more than anything. “Our family,” he corrects me firmly and I feel his hardness swell to what feels like twice its size and in a perfect tangled mess of our bodies, we set to work on extracting every ounce of the pleasure and passion, the love that I know will go into the making of each of our children.

Chapter Thirteen

Maddox

She’s perfect, in every way.

I’ve never made time for romance in my life. Never found it because it was never there, never the right person so I turned my attention to other things.

But Jasmine.

She’s not just romance, she’s the full package. She’s the one.

Her body against mine gives me a feeling I never even thought possible. A feeling that’s way beyond physical attraction or sexual arousal.

It’s a soul connection, running deeper than our bodies, but by god… her body against mine…

I’m a big guy, and her soft curves, those thick thighs and curvy hips as my body presses right into hers…

I know I want this forever. I want to give her this every day for the rest of our lives.

So when she grips me, once I feel the magic of being inside her and she tells me she wants me to fill her with our kids… I almost call out loud to thank god for sending me one of his angels.

For the first time in my life I relax, I know that from this moment, everything’s gonna work out and my instincts to possess Jasmine were on point.

She’s so tight I thought I would burst as soon as I got inside her, but once our bodies lock together and once she tells me she really is mine; that she wants what I want to give her, it’s like coming home.

She bucks and grinds against me, my hands gripping those stunning hips as my thighs hold hers up against them. It’s like two parts of a broken puzzle joined together, where it all finally makes sense.

And far from losing control once I fill her right up, finding her special place almost instantly, we both feel a renewed sense of vigor and determination to enjoy the feeling it generates without worrying about anything else.

I forget everything else, all my so called problems.

I’ve got what I’ve waited my whole life for, and my real life starts right now.

Our life.

I find out, with pleasure, that Jasmine likes it soft and slow as well as hard and fast.

When it’s finally time for us both to share the waves of passion we’ve felt slowly building as we make love, it’s a slow and smooth finish my girl wants but we can’t hide the true passion that fuels our union.

I feel her stiffen under me, her body tensing in my arms as hers wrap around me, gripping me tighter than ever.

“Maddox,” she whimpers, and I know how close we both are.

I want this to last forever, but at the same time the growing climax I know we’re about to share is a golden moment, a reward on top of the treasure of my day so far.

Pressing my head against hers as our eyes lock, I watch hers widen and feel mine do the same. An intense ripple washes over both of us as we grip one another, shuddering as I relax my clenched jaw and Jasmine feels like she’s letting go of a lifetime’s worth of pent up desire in one moment.

In a blinding flash I can see Jasmine and me, and our home someplace in the country. A wicker bassinet on a wide porch as gray clouds part, a rainbow shining through the thin fingers of lightning as it arcs across a huge plain that stretches out to the horizon.

It takes a few moments before I become aware of our gasps, the shared climax between us subsiding.

She’s crying, but they’re tears of joy. My own voice shakes with strong emotion.

“Did you…?” I ask her, unable to speak properly.

She nods her head and I kiss her deeply, feeling the explosion that counts more than anything, the one between our hearts as we both realize the real magic that’s just taken place.

“I love you, Jasmine,” I tell her. As if the words could convey the true feeling, but it’s all we can tell each other right now.

It’s all that matters.

“I love you too, Maddox. Oh god, Maddox I love you!” she whispers in my ear, and I hold her so tight I’m scared I’ll hurt her, but she only replies by gripping me just as tight.

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