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“Take it… Take it all.”
And I did.
With my legs still wrapped around his hips, I tilted in the direction in which I would get the entirety of his load inside me. I didn’t want to let a single drop go to waste.
I thought my orgasm was intense, but it paled in comparison to the intensity of his. Face contorted, it took a good two minutesbefore he returned to reality and released a long, shuddering sigh that seemed to echo in the air around us.
I was rendered speechless, not once regretting everything, even post-orgasm.
I wanted more.
“I’m staying the night,” he demanded as he left his softening cock inside me. “Then tomorrow we can figure out the future. Sound okay, darlin’?”
A flutter of warmth hit my stomach. Then purposely clamping my soaked walls around him, I peered into his darkening gaze.
“Sounds good, cowboy.”
Chapter Thirteen
LAWSON
Throughout the night, I found myself in a constant war with my desire to fuck her all night long. I’d awake with a painfully hard dick pointing in the direction of her plump ass, and three of those times, I surrendered, unable to resist her allure any longer.
And as if she was struggling just as much as I was, she eagerly accepted my advances. Midnight, two in the morning, she poked her ass out and took each fucking like a champ. Soaking my dick every time and letting me fill her to the absolute brim.
Every night I wanted this.
I wanted to end the day with her in bed and I had a strong sense that she desired it just as deeply.
When morning finally came along, I had already established a plan to wake her with my tongue, but when I went to feel for her, I only felt the cool emptiness of the bed beside me.
Fuck.
Lifting my head from the pillow, I squinted through the haze of sleep, searching for her presence, but she was clearly nowhere to be found. A heavy sigh fell past my lips as I dragged myselfout of bed and stepped into my jeans that I left discarded on the floor last night.
My body felt fuckin’ spent yet beyond content. My cock drained, heart full, I couldn’t stop the smile that was lifting on my face. Last night had been life-changing, leaving me feeling like a brand-new man because of it. And after a long stretch of my arms, I went in search of Diana.
Down the hallway and through the living room, I found her in the kitchen with a bowl in her hand, wearing nothing but my button-up shirt. I instantly froze at the sight of her. Hair thrown up in a messy-looking ponytail, and those cute-as-fuck glasses resting on the bridge of her nose, I’d never seen anything more beautiful.
A small smile crept across her face as she began to hum the familiar melodies of a Christmas song. Her sultry voice carried its way over to me, causing my chest to swell immensely.
She radiated an infectious joy that lit up the entire fuckin’ room. With her hips swaying and feet dancing to the rhythm of her humming, she embodied everything that I had sought out in life. Mornings filled with smiles and the warmth of being with family.
I wanted it more than anything.
To have someone beside me and to one day have a little family of my own.
I watched her closely, stirring whatever ingredients she had in the bowl before she did a slow spin and caught me watching her.
“Oh shit!” She jumped, almost dropping the bowl onto the ground, but she quickly regained her hold of it before setting it onto the counter. “Jesus, Lawson. You scared the crap out of me!”
A smug grin formed on my lips as I leisurely made my way over to my breathtakingly beautiful woman. Though she was stillsettling her breathing, that didn’t stop her from eye-fucking my bare chest from top to bottom.
God, she drove me crazy.
As I approached, I swiftly maneuvered her back against the cool granite of the counter where I laid each palm firmly beside her, caging her into my captivity. The air changed almost immediately from the joyous, carefree energy she created to a more heated one.
“Morning, darlin’.” I grinned, leaning in close to brush our noses together. “I looked for you this morning, but you weren’t in bed.”
