Page 3 of Choose Me

“I am not worried about him.”

“Why not?” I questioned playfully. “You won’t keep the girls off our porch for him?”

He caressed my cheek tenderly as he lovingly said, “He’s got you for a mama, so I won’t have to.”

“We are so lucky to have you,” Tears blurring my vision, I clung to James in gratefulness.

I had been told that I would likely never carry children of my own because of the extensive amount of scar tissue inside of me after being brutally raped and tortured. But the darkness that had haunted me for years seemed to disperse instantly as I gazed upon the ultrasound photo. This brokenness inside me made it difficult for me to give myself to someone. But James saw this darkness, and instead of pushing me away, he embraced every scar, loving every piece of my tattered and broken soul. He wasn’t afraid of my demons. He stood in front of me, protecting me from their vicious onslaught. He loved me even when I wasn’t very lovable. He held me up when I couldn’t stand and carried me when I couldn’t walk. Where the darkness in my soul hid, this effervescent light chased away my demons. I never imagined finding someone who loved me so deeply and without expectations. Out of all of my despair and tragedy came the ultimate blessing—a tiny creation formed out of the pure love we shared for each other.

“No, baby. You thought you were the broken one, but you saved me. You made me whole. Loving you has been the best thing that I have ever done. And now you are giving me the greatest gift I could ever ask for, and I won’t take that for granted. I will spend every second of every day loving you the way you deserve and earning your love in return.”

“You have my love today and the rest of my days,” I promised him.

“That’s good because now that I have you, I won’t let you go. You’re stuck with me.” He teased, but I knew he meant every word.

“You are the best thing I could ever be stuck with,” I said with smoldering intensity as I pressed my lips to his.

His body went rigid, and I felt him grow hard beneath me as I ground against him. I let out a small moan as I deepened our kiss, sliding my hips back and forth, sliding his length against my clit. A desperate need seared through me as I lunged forward and claimed his lips, pressing my body fiercely against his. The ache to have him deep inside me was overwhelming, and I yearned for nothing more than to feel him fill me completely. He clutched my waist and pulled me closer to him, devouring me with his kiss. His hands moved up my back, feeling every inch of me as he explored my body. I gasped when I felt one of his hands slip beneath my shirt and caress my breast, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

“I love your fucking tits.” He breathed against my lips.

I pushed myself up on my knees, unzipping his pants and licking my lips as his hard cock sprung free. His eyes shone with anticipation as I moved my underwear to the side and positioned myself on his tip, letting my juices cover him. He pushed his hips up, pressing his cock against my slit, and growled, his chest rumbling against mine. All the resolve I had was gone. He thrust forward at the same time that I sat down on him, the force taking my breath away. I felt his length inside me and his hands gripping my hips as he moved in a steady rhythm. Every time he drove into me, I felt a thrill of pleasure course through my body, my senses alive with desire. He moved faster and faster until his hips were pounding against mine, the intensity of the sensation threatening to overtake me.

Our kisses grew more desperate by the second as we moved together; my lips were swollen and bruised, and I craved more of him. Close wasn’t close enough for me. I moved up and down, using him to pleasure myself. I welcomed every inch of him inside me, pushing myself down as far as I could so that I could feel him filling me entirely. His thick shaft pulsed, pushing against my throbbing clit, his growls of pleasure filling the room.

“Fuck, baby. You are soaking wet. Ride my cock. Use me, baby. Come on me.” He purred, digging his fingers into my ass to steady himself as he thrust in and out in time with my movements.

My breathing was coming faster, and I knew that I wouldn’t last much longer. He reached between us and began rubbing circles around my clit, sending shockwaves through my body and igniting a fire within me that quickly consumed my entire body in an inferno of pleasure so intense it brought tears to my eyes. I clutched his hair tightly and yanked his head back, eliciting a pained gasp from him. He looked up at me with eyes full of desire and need that only spurred me on further. His hands gripped my hips tighter, urging me faster, and I slammed my mouth onto him, pushing my tongue deep until our mouths were melded together in a desperate union. The white-hot heat of my orgasm exploded through every inch of me, and I cried out his name as waves of pleasure rippled through me. I felt his body shudder beneath me as he poured himself deep inside me. I molded my body into his, both of us catching our breath.

“You drive me wild.” He grinned, his lips lingering against my cheek, teasing the edge of my neck with every exhale.

“Then you better take me as often as you can before the baby’s born.” I panted, hungering for more of him.

“Oh, trust me, I plan on it.” His fingers danced softly up and down the length of my toned bare legs.

“I am going to go and take a bath. Want to join me?” I purred, slowly lifting myself off the couch and smoothing my dress back down.

He groaned in response, zipping his pants hastily to cover up all evidence of our naughty activities on the couch.

“As much as I want to right now, I have to wait for forensics to stop by and pick up the package and photo and see if they can pull any prints or residual DNA off of them. But as soon as they leave, I’ll join you.”

“Then hurry up,” I replied with a smirk, winking at him. “I’ll keep the water hot for you.”

“I love you beautiful.” He caressed my cheek tenderly, pressing his lips against mine in an intimate kiss.

“I love you too,” I grinned, watching him head toward the kitchen as I entered our bedroom.

It was decorated as a reflection of his personality—understated yet sophisticated. I loved the modern minimalism—the walls were painted a deep, dismal grey, and thick black curtains blocked out any hint of light from the floor-to-ceiling windows that framed the stunning Manhattan skyline. My eyes were always drawn to the king-sized bed covered in black satin sheets, and I smiled as I thought about making love to him on them, the silky material dancing across my skin. I walked over to the windows and pulled back the curtains, revealing a city that never sleeps. The skyline was stunning—the tall buildings illuminated the streetlights below. The view of New York from our bedroom was breathtaking, and the glittering lights reminded me of an exquisite painting that hung in a high-end gallery.

I stepped into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. The tub was one of those old copper tubs that stood solitary beneath the window, like a sentinel guarding the room. I ran my fingers along its smooth surface and watched steam rise from the hot water as it gradually fogged the bathroom. I poured a generous amount of lavender and rosemary bubble bath in and sighed as I slowly undressed, letting my dress fall to my feet.

I gazed at my changing naked body and felt a rush of pride for my swollen belly and the fullness of my breasts—every inch, every curve sang of pure beauty. I traced the outline of my stomach with my fingers, marveling at the life growing inside me. The baby had been a surprise, but one that I embraced fully, and I imagined what they would look like with their dark hair and blue eyes. Or maybe they would be gray like mine. I didn’t care either way.

As I lowered myself into the water, I closed my eyes and let out a moan of pleasure. The aroma of the scented oils and the warmth that enveloped me eased the tension in my body. I leaned back against the tub's edge, my eyes still closed, and let my mind drift off to James.

The man who had captured my heart, body, and soul.

TWO

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