Page 31 of Rekindled Heat

It's as if that was exactly what he needed because he lowers himself and sheathes himself in me with one fluid thrust. I gasp with pleasure at the sweet invasion of my body, and I start matching my movements to his. I want to go fast, but he's torturing me by keeping his thrusts in a slow and steady motion, all the while keeping his eyes on me.

"Erik, more, please."

I'm not really sure what I'm asking of him. All I know is I need more. He responds by kissing me down my neck and biting me lightly on my shoulder. He knows I love those love nibbles and goes ahead and does it again. My pussy is hungry for him, and every time he thrusts inside me, I squeeze my inner muscles, and he groans in response.

He grabs my legs and raises me, changing the angle a little bit. That hits the spot, and my orgasm starts building inside me.

"Erik, I need you to go faster, please."

"I love how you beg me so prettily."

I put my arms around him and caress his back and then grab his ass to pull him toward me as if he didn't already possess me thoroughly.

"That hungry pussy of yours wants to come, doesn't it?"

"Yes!"

My hand goes to my nub so that my orgasm comes closer, but he moves it away.

"Let me take care of that, baby girl."

And boy, does he take care of it. He rubs my clit in a circular motion that starts moving me toward the edge of the abyss. When I look up to see his face, I feel his love flowing with every thrust. That look of love is what pushes me over the edge. I scream his name as my pussy convulses all around his cock, milking him for all he's got.

Not immune to my body's reaction, he thrusts a couple of times and groans as his release takes him. I string kisses all over his face and am delighted when he gives me this bright smile in return. He lies beside me and pulls me into his arms. I'm loose, relaxed, and pretty much useless for the time being.

"Come back with me to Miami." He asks.

"Are you sure?"

"More than anything."

"Then I'm all yours."

The next few hours are filled with some of the most intense sex in my life. In between, we exchange words of love and commitment. We committed to spending time with each other to finally grow the bond we established during those first few weeks I spent in Miami. I don't want to freak him out, but I think we won't last the year without him asking me to marry him. However, I promise no more schemes, and I mean to keep that promise. Forever.

Epilogue

1 year later

Brandy

"Awatched pot never boils, you know."

"God, you scared the crap out of me, Erik. What are you doing skulking around? Don't you have work to do?"

"I can't help it. I like to be around my wife. Work is overrated. The email hasn't come in yet?"

"No."

"It'll happen."

"You have no frame of reference to say that."

"I know how talented you are, and I'm certain they will be amazed at your craft."

"Flatterer."

He comes and sits next to me. We're in my workshop, where I do my custom quilting. Erik built a she-shack that blew my mind away. Now I have my own space in our home and I'm so very grateful to him for it.

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