Page 141 of Last Light

I pull my knees up even more, letting him sink deeper. “God, you feel so big.”

He huffs with amusement and makes a few jerky thrusts.

I love how it feels so much my back arches up. “Yes! Do it like that some more.”

He builds up a fast rhythm, holding himself above me on his forearms, leaning more toward one side to protect his injured shoulder. “You like it like that?” He’s sweating and smiling down at me. “I know my little darlin’ likes her bouncin’.”

I giggle and groan with pleasure at the same time, and it ends up making the silliest sound. He’s taking me hard enough to shake both the bed and my body, but he’s definitely taking it easy on himself, and that fact allows me to relax and enjoy it.

I wrap my arms around him and move my hips with his, our bodies making a sexy slapping sound until a climax coils hard and unleashes inside me. I cry out as the pleasure shudders through me, and I know Travis is about to lose it too.

His grunts turn into choked exclamations.

I tighten my legs around him, still breathless from my orgasm. “Don’t pull out. Please don’t pull out.”

He groans and ducks his head, grinding his hips against mine as his control snaps. His release shakes his body. He grits out, “Love... you... darlin’” as he comes.

It feels different. Having him come inside me.

I keep my arms and legs around him as he relaxes. Both of us are gasping. He lifts his head to kiss me slowly. “Love you,” he murmurs against my mouth.

“I love you too.”

“You’re sure about me not pullin’ out?”

“Yes. I’m sure.”

“I know it’s kinda iffy ’bout babies anymore. But there’s no way to tell. It’s possible we’re makin’ a baby every time we do this.”

“I know that.” I hug him hard. “That would make me happy. I want everything with you.”

He groans softly and buries his face against the crook of my neck. “I want everythin’ too.”

“So that means we have to do one more thing.”

He grows still. “What’s that?”

There’s a smile in my voice as I say, “We’ve finally got to give the dog a name.”

***

THE NEXT MORNING THEsun rises in a wash of dusky violet.

I’m drinking a cup of coffee as I let out the dog, and I walk to the east side the house so I can see as much of the sunrise as possible.

After a minute I smell Travis coming up behind me.

“It’s purple,” I say with a smile.

We stand and watch as we sip our coffee. The dog eventually runs up and sits beside us, his head cocked and ears erect as he tries to figure out what we’re doing.

“You know what?” I turn to Travis with a smile. “If you just take a snapshot of the view, you’d never know if the sun was rising or setting.”

Travis frowns. “You’d know by the east or the west.”

I give him a gentle poke. “That’s not what I’m talking about. I’m just talking about the view. Out of context. You’d never know if it was the sunset or the sunrise.”

He’s quiet for a minute as he thinks about that. He picks up on my mood. Murmurs, “Yeah. Yeah. That’s true.”

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