Page 107 of Rough and Rugged

His body lays on top of mine, crushing my breasts into his warm chest as if he can’t bear to be separated. Every part of me feels heated as he captures my lips in another kiss. It’s long, slow, and deep.

Draven loves my body with his eyes, fingers, mouth, and tongue, tasting and savoring every inch of skin. He lingers over my breasts, his tongue both rough and soft, and I arch my back, moaning at the sensations moving through me. As his fingers trail over every inch of my body, they explore every curve, every crevice. “So beautiful,” he murmurs against my hip.

Moving back up my body, he leans on his arms on either side of my head. Looking deep into my eyes once again, he fills me with a firm thrust. My walls grip his cock tightly as I feel full and joined to this man in every way.

Draven pauses, giving me a moment to get used to him. I look back at him, my hands on his strong shoulders, holding him to me. His gorgeous eyes are filled with a depth of emotion that I don’t expect as time seems to stand still for us. He places my hand on his heart as our fingers intertwine. “Mine.”

Nodding, I answer, “Yours, only yours.” Cupping his face, I lose myself in his eyes as I hope my eyes convey everything I can’t put into words. Kissing him tenderly, I smile against his lips.

I gasp as he begins to move, sliding out and then pressing back in. I lift my hips in time with him, taking him in deeper and writhing under him as he relentlessly drives me higher. I moan and gasp as his thrusts grow faster and more determined, drawing out every bit of pleasure.

My eyes close as I become lost to the sounds and feelings of pleasure that our bodies make. Before I realize what is happening, I’m climaxing again. This time is even harder and so much more powerful I cry out his name as my body comes apart under him.

Draven closes his eyes and drops his mouth to mine. He kisses me with an intensity I knew was for me and only me. His body grows rigid as he drives into me a few more times before he comes, my name on his lips. Heat pours off his body, and sweat covers both of us. He doesn’t move for several minutes, but when he finally lifts his head from my neck and strokes my hair, his eyes roam my face as he tells me, “I love you, Cassidy. As crazy as that sounds, it’s the truth.” He is completely open, exposed, and unprotected. He is mine.

I raise my head and kiss him, tracing my tongue over his lips. He kisses me back, opening his mouth and letting me inside. We continue kissing each other for several long moments before he pulls away from me and curls up behind me, tucking me in close and wrapping a heavy arm over my middle.

“Thank you,” I told him softly. He runs his cheek up and down my neck, placing tender, soft kisses there. I move even closer to him unashamed. I hide nothing from him as I touch his arm, running my fingers over his skin. “I,” I take a deep calming breath and start again, “I think I’m, geez, this sounds so crazy to admit out loud, but I think I’m in love with you, too. I’m scared, though. I can’t have my heart broken.”

I put my hand over his and felt his breath behind my ear as he pressed those beautiful lips against my flesh. “Cassidy, I don’t do this. I usually don’t talk to women. I get nervous but I don’t feel that way with you. What I feel instead is so much more. This could never be just a fling to me. This is me telling you that you own my heart.”

I turn around in his arms and look deep into his eyes, trying to find any deceptions. Instead, I find love and adoration. My hands reach up and cup his face tenderly as I say against his lips, “I may own your heart, but you own mine in return. I love you, Draven Michaels.” I kiss his lips before tucking my head under his chin, my arms and legs wrapped around his body.

“I love you right back, Cassidy Danning. I’m going to prove it to you every day from now until forever.” His body’s warmth and gentle touches are lulling me off to sleep. I feel my eyelids growing heavier with each breath until I fall asleep knowing that I am totally and completely protected and cherished.

Epilogue

Draven

5yearslater

I come home to our cabin and smile when I hear giggling and barking along with the occasional sound of a goat and chicken. I drop my stuff onto the front porch and head to the backyard. Cassidy and I got married six months after our first date, and it was the best decision we ever made. We wanted a family right away, so as soon as the school year was over, Cassidy decided to quit teaching and start turning our home into our dream while I maintained the mountain around us.

I reach the back and what I see makes my heart burst with joy. My gorgeous wife is working in our garden while watching Ezra and Frannie, our three-year-old twins. The twins are chasing George the Goat while being chased by Harvey, our dog. I watch as the stampede of giggles and barks terrorizes the rooster and cat. I can’t hold in the laugh the scene before me brings forth.

Hearing my laughter, the chaos stills and then suddenly makes its way over to me. As big as I am, the sheer energy that hits me nearly knocks me to the ground. With a hearty laugh, I pick up my little monsters and say, “Well, if it isn’t the twin monsters. Hello, my beautiful children. Have you had a good day?”

“Yes!” they scream in unison. They do that a lot.

“Daddy, we watched Kitty almost catch a squirrel as it tried to steal the birdie food,” Frannie informs me.

Ezra nods in agreement before adding, “Momma says stealing is very, very bad.”

“Did she? Well, I’d listen to her. She is super smart,” I whisper loudly to them.

I give each one a loud smacking kiss on the cheek to a loud series of, “Ewwww. Daddy.”

With a laugh, I put them down and head towards Cassidy. She’s six months pregnant. This time it’s only one baby, but we decided it didn’t matter if it was a girl or boy. She looks radiant, and she stands up, straightening her back. She grimaces before smiling. “Hey beautiful, back hurting?” I ask before kissing her tenderly.

“Yeah, just all this gardening. Plus, baby number three has decided to practice line-dancing in my belly.”

I bend down on one knee and caress her belly as I say against it, “Hey sweet baby, it’s your Daddy. Be nice to your Momma in there. Ok? I love you.”

Cassidy discreetly tries to hide her tears by calling out, “Alright, minions. Time to go inside and take baths so we can eat dinner.”

“Bubbles!”

“Let me put my stuff away and then I’ll give them baths, baby. Tonight is massage night. You ready?” I ask with a waggle of my eyebrows.

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