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He smiled as he watched me reel from the excitement he gave. His mouth breathed warm air over my breasts as he brought his mouth down to my erect nipple and gently took it into his mouth, sucking lightly while his other hand grasped my other breast. The moment was drawing near. The moment when our bodies would become one, and we would give ourselves to each other for the first time since our spouses passed away. As he hovered over me, his lips left my breasts and trailed up to my lips. He placed his hands on each side of my face.

“I don’t want to ruin the moment, but I don’t have any condoms.”

“I haven’t been with anyone, and you said you hadn’t either. I’m on the pill anyway, so we’re safe.”

The corners of his mouth curved upwards as he kissed each corner of my mouth, and I lifted my arms and brought them over my head. As he hovered over me, he placed one hand around my wrists and stared at me. This beautiful journey we were about to embark on wasn’t just physical; it was more on an emotional level for both of us. He slowly thrust inside as soft moans escaped our lips.

“Are you okay?” he whispered.

“I’m more than okay.” I smiled.

He moved in and out of me with long, fluent strokes, kissing my lips with such passion that I never wanted him to stop. He let go of my wrists, and I wrapped my arms around him, digging my nails into his back as he sped up his movement. I prepared myself for the orgasm that was brewing inside of me. His mouth devoured my neck as I gasped for air from the intense pleasure this man gave me.

“Come with me, Paisley.”

“I am, Ben. I’m coming now,” I yelled as the intense and pleasurable waves took over my body.

He thrust deep into me and held it there as he filled my insides with his come. The pleasurable moans that accompanied his orgasm left me wanting more. He collapsed on top of me and held me tight, burying his face into my neck. His heart rate was slowing, as was mine. Our breathing returned to normal, and I could feel his smile against my neck. The same smile I had across my face. Holding him, stroking him, and being with him was so right.

He climbed off of me and pulled me into him. As I lay my head on his chest, he stroked my hair.

“Are you okay?” he asked as his lips pressed against my head.

“I’m wonderful. How about you?”

He let out a light chuckle. “I’m wonderful too. Thanks to you.”

I lifted my head and swept my hand across his cheek. “I’m so happy you’re here with me.”

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Ben

Making love to Paisley and holding her in my arms was so surreal. I loved everything about her, and she brightened my life once again.

“Paisley, I came here to tell you something, and I’m just going to tell you.”

“What is it?” she asked with a hint of worry.

“I love you.”

A smile fell upon her lips as she reached up and ran her hand through my hair. “I love you too, Ben.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yes, really.”

I rolled her on her back and hovered over her. “You’ve made me one happy man.” I smiled and kissed her lips.

“And you’ve made me one happy woman.”

“I’m going to make love to you again, Paisley.”

“If you didn’t, I’d be sad.” A smirk crossed her lips.

“That’s the last thing I want. I don’t ever want to see you sad again, and I will do everything I can to make sure that every day of your life is filled with happiness. I promise.”

She pulled me down and forcefully smashed her mouth against mine. We made love again as the gentle breeze blew in from the ocean shore.

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