“All fours, baby girl.” He winks, and I think another small orgasm kicks off.
I lean down on my hands, wanting to crawl to how he wants me.
“Fuck, I changed my mind.” Jett scoops me up then plops me down on my back. “It’s been way too fucking long, and I want to see your beautiful face as I make you mine again.”
“I think I’ve always been yours, Jett.”
A sexy smile takes over Jett’s face at my words then settles in between my legs and barely presses against me. “Listen, last time we didn’t talk about this before it happened but there’s nothing I want more than to feel every bit of you right now. You’re fucking it for me, Wyla, but if you want to use a condom I will.”
“No condoms. I actually take birth control that works now.” That was lesson number one when that double pink line showed up.
Jett leans down and claims my mouth with his as he slides into me. We both let out a moan of both pleasure and relief when he reaches the hilt.
“Fuck, I don’t think I’m ever going to get enough of you, Wy.” He eases in and out of me. “It’s like you were made for me, woman. You feel so fucking good.” He punctures the last sentence with a thrust.
“Jett, don’t stop.”
“Never. I’m going to fuck you for the rest my life, Wyla.”
He picks up the pace and he’s right, it does feel fucking good but mostly, it feels right. It feels whole and passionate. It feels like love.
I can feel that pull settling in my stomach, I need a little…
Jett slides one hand in between us and brushes his thumb over my clit without me even asking because I swear this man is so in tune with my body it amazes me.
“That’s it, Wy. Give it to me. Let me see you come apart as I claim you as mine for good.”
He adds more pressure with his thumb but really what sends me over the edge is his words. I’m his, I’m fucking his.
My head arches back as the orgasm takes over my body. Jett’s steady rhythm becomes manic and wild, and only amplifies the pleasure shooting through me.
I reach for Jett to be closer, needing to ground myself to him. He lets his weight go as he cups my face and kisses me as relentlessly as his thrusts.
I tangle my tongue with his and in two more thrusts he’s pouring into me.
As his hips slow, so does our kiss. His lips don’t leave mine but his hands go back to the bed as he tries to take some of his weight off me but I don’t want that. I want to be utterly consumed by Jett in this moment.
“Wy, I’m crushing you,” he says as I fight his efforts to move.
“So, crush me. You’ll put me back together.”
Chapter 24
Someone pinch me because I have Wyla back.My Wyla.
Eventually, I break away long enough to get a rag and clean her up. As I slide back in her bed, I pull her tighter to me and kiss the top of her head as she wraps her body around mine.
When I decided on this surprise trip, I definitely wasn’t anticipating this, but I’m so fucking happy about it. I have my Wyla back.
My beautiful girl who is the most incredible mother, with the most adorable smile, and is so amazingly stubborn and independent.
I draw lazy circles on her shoulder and down her arm. I love her so much it’s ridiculous. You can say what you want, but I fell in love with her five years ago. I never really understood the whole ‘sometimes you just know’ concept, but it’s true, sometimes you just know.
And five years ago, I knew this woman who drinks bad whiskey, loves karaoke, and would do anything for strawberries or ice cream was meant for me.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan as that last part kick starts my brain back up.
Wyla lifts her head off my chest. “What? What’s wrong?”