Page 69 of Living for Truth
“Fuck, Hannah,” I groan, continuing to thrust hard and fast while gripping her perfect pink nipple between my teeth.
“Morgan! It’s happening again!” she screams, and I feel her pussy clench around me in a vice grip as she comes again.
“Hell yes, Butterfly. You take it so well. That’s it, I’m going to come, too, so if you want me to pull out tell me now,” I grit out through clenched teeth.
“Let me feel it, please,” Hannah moans, wrapping her legs around my waist as if that will keep me inside her.
As if I’d pull out after she begged so beautifully.
Two more thrusts, and my hips stutter as my balls tighten, and I fill her.
With no barrier between us, it doesn’t feel like a regular orgasm, it feels like we just joined parts of ourselves together forever.
I don’t want to leave her warmth, but my dick is softening, and we’re both sweaty, so once I’ve caught my breath, I gently pull out of her.
I stand to grab a washcloth, and as she sits up, a bit of my cum drips from her swollen pussy. My mind flashes with images of a pregnant Hannah,myring on her finger, her belly round withmybaby. My hindbrain grunts in approval, even as the logical part of me knows she doesn't want that.
I rush to wet the washcloth and clean her up as best I can in the moment, all while picturing a life with the woman in my bed.
I never really thought about having more kids—Aly is more than enough for me—but suddenly the urge to have a baby with Hannah, to tie her to me forever in that way, works its way up my throat, and I feel like an asshole.
“I’m going to get the shower started, Butterfly. Come join me when you’re ready.”
She nods, looking a little shy, and I can’t have that.
I stalk to the bed and tilt her chin to meet my eyes. “I’ve seen every inch of your magnificent body, and there’s not a single part I don’t like. Don’t get shy on me now.”
She nods again, letting me help her off the bed and to the bathroom where I turn on the shower.
My bathroom is one of the only parts of the house I had renovated. I wanted a big enough shower to fit two people, and there’s a bench along one wall. Two shower heads and a rain shower head mean you’re getting hit with warm water from every direction.
It’s one of my favorite places in the house.
I guide Hannah under the warm water, and she tilts her head back and lets it wet her hair. I grab a shampoo bottle and start washing her hair.
“This smells like my shampoo,” she mumbles as I massage her scalp. Once she’s rinsed, she opens her eyes and blinks as she sees the shower products lined on the shelf next to mine. She turns to me with a bewildered expression.
“I, uh… just picked the ones that smelled like you,” I admit, knowing that it sounds weird as hell.
“I—why?”
“Because I was being hopeful. I wanted you in my bed, in my shower. In mylife.So I wasmanifestingas the kids say. I wanted to be ready in case we got to this point.”
Hannah gapes at me. “You weren’t just trying to be sexy when you said you’ve wanted me since I walked into your shop, were you?”
“No, Butterfly. I wasn’t.”
“So this whole time you’ve just been playing my boyfriend when really…”
“I’ve been trying to earn your trust. I know that asshat was—well—an asshat to you, and I wanted to show you how you should be treated. How someone who… wants every part of you would treat you.”How someone who loves you unconditionally would give you the whole world on a platter if you asked.
“Thank you, Morgan. For being patient with me while I realized what was right in front of me. I’m sure it wasn’t easy.”
I pull her wet body into mine. “I would wait a thousand years for you, Butterfly.” I seal my promise with a kiss, one I hope conveys every emotion I’m too scared to say out loud to her.
When we finish our shower, I slip into some underwear and give her a pair of my boxers and a t-shirt so she doesn’t have to put on her dress.When she asks me if I’m taking her home, I give her my bestget reallook and motion for her to join me in my bed.
As I turn off the lights, the room is bathed in darkness. Hannah tries to keep her distance on the king-sized bed, but I pull her body flush against mine.
