Page 77 of Unexpected Redemption

I can feel every decadent bit of her bare flesh.

We can’t take our mouths off each other for more than a quick breath. She adds some wicked torture with tiny upward tilts of her pelvis as I prod the head of my cock through her wet flesh. As frantic as I am for her, I want to savor the moment of connecting without any barriers.

No lies. No fake names.

Skin to skin. Heart to heart.

The first time I entered her without a condom was so rushed I didn’t even realize it was happening through the haze of lust. This time, I intend to memorize the feel of her body taking me inside her, every delicious inch and sensation.

Can’t fucking believe this. Not the sex. But everything in our lives.

My list of three things is happening in reverse. Having babies with Lettie was supposed to be the final step toward happiness. Guess that means I need to take care of numbers one and two faster than planned.

But I’ll worry about that tomorrow.

Right now, I need to make love to the mother of my future child.

“Ready for me, sweetness?”

Her patience is unraveling rapidly, which stokes my dominant side. “If you don’t put that perfect dick inside me now, I’m gonna scream.”

Well, that wasn’t the sweet, polite response I expected. Need to tease her a little, or else she’ll end up topping me from the bottom.

I nibble along the edge of her chin, working down to her throat with nips and licks. “I like making you scream.”

“I promise you won’t like this kind.”

When I chuckle, she tries to sneak her hand between us to reach for my dick.

Naturally, I pull back to deny her.“Did you forget who’s in charge in here, Lettie?”

Her head collapses onto the pillow, and she withdraws her grabby hand. “Why are you messing with me?”

I’m powerless to resist the chance to throw her words back at her from a year ago. Although, I doubt she’ll remember it. I studied our text conversations a ridiculous number of times. Her snark and humor are part of what drew me to her initially. Along with everything else about her.

“I’m testing out new hobbies. So far, messing with you is my favorite.”

She smacks me playfully on the shoulder.Fuck, I love the peace and joy she brings me. “That’s my line. Are you gonna fuck me or not?”

“Ah-ah-ah. Watch that dirty mouth,” I taunt, driving my cock along her slit lengthwise in slow strokes and deftly avoiding her entrance. “We aren’t fucking tonight.”

“Your dick says otherwise.” A whimper escapes her when I dodge another of her attempts to sneak me inside of her. “Babe, come on.”

“We’re making love, sweetness. I’m not fucking you. We aren’t screwing, banging, or any other dumb shit expression for sex. This is the beginning of the rest of our lives. Let me savor the first time I claim this perfect pussy bare and fill you up with every drop of my cum.”

“Okay. That’s hot. But could you just savor it a tad faster?”

I suck her jutted lower lip into my mouth. “Give me some of those manners first.”

Her breathing accelerates as I tease her clit with my tip.“Is that what you’ve been waiting for? Manners?” Her words barely escape through a burgeoning moan.

“Give me what I want, and you’ll get what you want. In fact, we’ll both get what we want.”

She cups my cheeks, holding my face directly over hers. Those puffy, soft lips graze over mine as she begs, “Babe,pleasemake love to me.Pleaseput that exquisite cock inside me and fill me up. I need to feel you.”

“That’s more like it.”

Done edging us, I adjust my position and begin easing inside her.

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