Page 46 of Willing
“Does Carter know this?” Jensen crooked his eyebrow at his sister.
“Nope – and I don’t care if he agrees. I need him to get better. And worrying about the nursery will not help him heal.”
“Ok then… well, Carly,” Kai turned to me, “text me the info. I’ll get Chris and Joe to bring everything in the morning. I gotta run. Congratulations Dylan… I can’t wait to spoil my niece or nephew.”
“What do you need from me?” Dylan asked.
“Nothing. I have all the help I need. You go and relax. I’ll see you tomorrow night for the rehearsal.”
Turning towards Paul, “Think you could help me some final details?”
“Anything you need…” He took my hand and we said our goodbyes as we walked out of the house.
The next several hours, Paul helped me with the final touches of the wedding. We had created all the needed centerpieces, and got Haven and Roxy to transform the waterfall into a truly magical place. To say I was exhausted was an understatement.
We padded our way up to the bedroom, shucking my clothes and dawning a loose t-shirt, I plopped on the bed. Paul, stood leaned against the closed door.
“Tired?”
“Exhausted… are you joining me?”
He pulled his shirt over his head, stripping his pants off, he crawled into the bed. He pulled me into his arms, the warmth of his skin pressed against me caused the wetness to pool in my panties. He brushed my hair off my neck, exposing the skin to kiss my neck. His warm breath brushed against my ear as he pulled it into his mouth, nibbling and sucking as he did. Arching my back into him, I turned my face, capturing his lips in mine.
“God, I was so stupid to fight this. I promise to make it up to you for the rest of my life, if you’re willing to let me.”
Wiggling my butt against his erect member, “I’ve waited an eternity to feel what I have with you. I’m willing to do anything for you, Paul. I knew the day I met you my heart would belong to no one else. It’s yours… I’m yours.”
He pressed his lips to mine again, drawing a soft moan from me. His hand slipped under my shirt, palming my breast. He shifted against me, his free hand slipping under my panties, finding its way to my wet center. His fingers pressed through my slick folds, drawing a breath out of me. His thumb pressed against my tiny bud, drawing me close to the edge.
“Oh God – please Paul.”
“Please what? Tell me what you want baby.”
“You… always you.”
Paul pulled my panties to the side, slowly guiding himself into my warm center. His hiss of pleasure caused me to buck against him, slowly rocking my hips backward. Our bodies found the rhythm, as he pushed in and out of me. We held onto each other as our pleasure built, his motions became needier. I could feel his length harden more, ready to explode. With one last stroke, he flicked my clit, forcing the screams of pleasure out of me. My center tightened around him as he irrupted inside me. Breathless, we stilled, arms and legs a tangled mess. Together, him still buried deep inside me, we fell asleep. Combined as one, together as one heart and soul.
Paul finally saw the love I had for him. The undying devotion I held onto, certain we’d become one. Finally, all the waiting had paid off. Paul was here, and he was mine. For an eternity he would be willing to show me his faithfulness, and I would show him mine.
