Page 37 of Coming Home for Love

I put the ring on her finger, stood, then pulled her into my arms. “I love you, Wyn.”

“I love you too, Osiris.”

An hour later, we were back at my apartment. There were boxes everywhere because I had to ship some stuff to the States, but it didn’t stop me from creating a romantic atmosphere.

“I think you should have kept this place. I like it.”

“I like it, too, but I’m trying to build a new life with you, so what if at some point we find another place to live in whenever we come here? We can have a vacation home, just two bedrooms though.”

“I like that idea.”

Since I had gotten rid of my furniture except the bed and the dining room table, Wynter and I sat on a makeshift pallet in front of the fireplace.

“Can I ask you something?”

“You can ask me anything you want.”

I had no idea of the question she would ask, but I was prepared to answer anything she needed to know. I didn’t want any secrets heading into marriage.

It hadn’t been a whole day yet, but I was in disbelief that Wynter and I were engaged. I would have never guessed she and I would reconnect again.

“Why didn’t you take things further with Shannon?”

I moved closer to her and pulled her into my arms. Her question was unexpected, but I had an answer.

“Shannon was cool, but there was always something in the back of my mind that stopped me from going there. I never knewwhat it was, but I guess we see what it was now. You,” I kissed her lips, “are the only woman for me. Anyone else was just a temporary fix. Now,” I kissed her again, “if you don’t mind, I have some other things in mind than talking about people who don’t mean shit.”

“Care to share.” She smirked.

“Indeed, I do.” I lay on my back and pulled her on top of me.

After we arrived back at my place, we showered and ate dinner. Wynter only had on one of my T-shirts with nothing underneath.

I slid my hands underneath the shirt and traced her back up to her neck. I grabbed the back of her neck and brought her face down to my lips.

We shared a heated kiss as my dick threatened to pop out of my boxers. Our tongues fought for control as we moaned into each other’s mouths. Wynter’s hips ground against me.

“Pull my dick out and put it in you,” I said when I briefly broke the kiss.

I watched with hooded eyes as Wynter removed the shirt, lifted up, and slid down my dick. Her pussy was hot and ready like it always was for me.

“Si,” she moaned when she started riding me.

“We making a baby tonight,” I told her as I massaged one of her titties.

I knew she was on birth control, but I wanted my intentions to be known. I missed out with Little O, but I would never miss another birth of my children again.

This trip was solely to review the restaurant for my mom, but it turned out to be more than I imagined.

“Shit, Si.” My hand palmed the top of his head as I lifted my hips to meet his mouth.

“Don’t make all that noise and wake my son up, Wyn,” he said in between licks.

I bit the inside of my cheek to stifle the moan that threatened to escape me.

Every morning, Osiris woke me up with his head between my legs, or his dick buried inside of me. It was the reason why I was pregnant now. He accomplished his goal of getting me pregnant months ago when we went to Paris. My due date was quickly approaching, but according to my doctor, I could have this baby any day now.

Osiris was over the moon when we found out and hadn’t missed anything. He had been there for every doctor’s appointment. He catered to all my cravings, even when he thought they were weird. He would rub my back and my feet every day after work. He was perfect, and I couldn’t ask for a better person to share this experience with.

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