Page 80 of Protecting the Boundary
I can’t.
I straighten up, gripping her hips again as I increase my pace. I can feel my orgasm building, the pleasure coiling tightly in my groin. But I want her to come again first. I want to feel her come undone around me.
I slide one hand around to her front, finding her clit again. I rub it in time with my thrusts, feeling her body tense and her breath hitch. She’s close. So close.
“Come on, baby,” I pant, my voice ragged. “Come for me again. Let me feel you.”
She cries out, her body convulsing as her orgasm hits. Her inner walls clamp down on me, pulsing and drawing out my own release. I groan, my cock throbbing as I spill into her, my body shuddering with the intensity of my climax. I slow my thrusts, riding out the waves of pleasure with her until we’re both spent, our bodies slick with sweat and our breaths ragged.
Leaning forward, my chest rests against her back while mycock is still buried deep inside her. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as we both come down from our high. I can feel her heart pounding in sync with mine, our bodies connected in the most intimate way.
“I love you, Mere,” I whisper, my lips brushing against her neck.
“I love you too, Romel,” she says, her voice soft and breathy. I smile, pressing a gentle kiss to her shoulder before pulling out of her. She makes a soft sound of loss, and I chuckle, helping her stand up. Pulling out of her is my least favorite part too.
We clean up quickly, our bodies still humming with the afterglow of our lovemaking. As we make our way to the bedroom, I can’t help but feel a deep sense of contentment. This is my life. My beautiful, sexy wife, our amazing kids, and a love that grows stronger with each passing day.
I pull Meredith into my arms as we climb into bed, her body fitting perfectly against mine like it always has. She rests her head on my chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin. I can feel her breathing even out as she drifts off to sleep, a small smile playing on her lips.
I spent so many years protecting the boundary around my heart after Sydney died, but now I think that was because it was never meant to belong to anyone else besides Meredith. Every day I’m grateful that I figured it out in time—that I didn’t lose her.
Because this life we’ve built together?
It was absolutely worth the risk.
