Page 52 of From Us, Forever

“I didn’t know you could come like that,” I rasped, coming down from the high.

Jay gave me a devilish grin, lifting me off my feet. “Delayed gratification and sensual pleasure.” My eyes fogged when he sank into me, my pussy stretching to accommodate his length. “Now I want mine,” he stated when his pubes met my clit, and I groaned from the pressure.

I locked my arms tighter around him; my ankles crossed on his back.

His hands fanned over my ass, raising me till only the tip of his cock remained before he slammed me down.

A bloodcurdling scream echoed off my chest while he repeated itover and over again. His grunts were like music to my ears, the sound so hauntingly sexy. He kept his unrelenting pace while I rocked to his thrusts, our eyes on each other just like I asked.

“I love you, Jay.” My voice was laced with honesty and truth.

“I love you more, sweetheart.” His nose touched mine.

My toes curled when the curve of his cock hit the spot inside me, and everything in my body snapped along with his. A loud grumble vibrated off his chest while he spilled his seed. The rush of his warm heat made my pussy spasm harder against his length.

The moment felt otherworldly and transcendent.

Every single cell in my body felt sated by the time our heartbeats lowered. I slumped against him, holding him tight.

“I don’t think I can walk.”

“Then I’ll carry you.”

“What if I can’t walk for the rest of my life?”

“Then I’ll carry you for the rest of my life.”

Even though we were joking, I knew he would.

Carry me for the rest of my life without me even asking.

That was who he was—the man I loved.

After the boiling shower, pruned and sated, and after we fed Strawberry, Jay and I drifted to a late afternoon slumber, too exhausted for anything else.

It was only when my stomach rumbled that we got dressed and ventured downstairs.

Strawberry immediately jumped up from the couch upon my presence. Barking loudly, she settled her weight over me. No longer the cute puppy that I could carry, my heart ached at how fast she was growing. But she was the happiest dog on the planet, and I wasn’t complaining as long as she was healthy.

“Hey, girl. Miss me?” I curled my fingers along the soft fur behind her ears, a spot that always made her go all gooey, and she sighed happily, nuzzling her head in my lap.

“I know, I know, you’re my good girl, aren’t you?” I scrubbed her fur harder, and she gave me a cute little bark like she agreed. “But a spoiled girl, too!”

“Tyler got us some Mexican food,” Jay called out, heading to the kitchen with two huge brown paper bags.

“Yum,” I replied before turning my attention back to the girl in my lap, peering at me with her soft brown eyes. “Did you hear Daddy? Are you ready for dinner?”

Woof.

“Do you like this place? Mommy met Daddy here. We used to be stupid kids back then. But we’re all grown now, right?”

Woof.

“Daddy used to be a naughty boy. But I think he’s naughtier now.”

Woof.

“Why does it feel like you girls are talking about me?” Jay pressed a soft kiss on my lips as he handed me a plate of enchiladas that almost scalded my hand before I placed it on the mountain of fluffy blanket by the side.

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