Page 198 of Even Exchange

After placing one last kiss, I stand. “Lie down,” I tell her, and she grins, the gleam of mischief returning. She hurries onto the bed, resting her back against the pillows, and spreading her legs.

The mattress dips beneath me as I climb after her, and she trembles with anxious energy. I pause over her center and she bites her lower lip, well aware of my addiction to her taste. Hooking her legs with my arms, I grip her thighs, darting my tongue out while her gaze holds mine.

A needy whine escapes her, and I groan, eyelids fluttering shut as her sweetness dances over my tastebuds. I lap and suck and tease, face buried between her thighs while she grips my hair, holding on for dear life.

My excruciatingly hard cock is dripping, and I need to rein it in before I have another pre-ejaculation moment.

“Baby, this feels incredible,” she pants. “But I really want you inside me right now.”

Grinning, I kiss my way up her body, giving extra attention to her stomach, and continue the journey over her breasts and to her neck. Hovering above, I make sure not to put any weight on her. Taking in her radiant face, the only word that comes to mind is “mine.”

I roll on my side beside her, placing a hand over her waist, and she shuffles so her back is to me. One of our favorite positions as of late.

“You’re definitely wet enough,” I tell her, bringing a hand between her legs and reconfirming what I already knew.

She lifts her leg, and I take my cock in my hand, swiping it between her till it’s fully coated. Her soft breaths surround me as I press my tip against her. When I thrust in, she gasps.

“This okay?”

“Yes,” she pants, and I grip her hip, rocking slowly.

“Soffione, ti amo tanto.”I love you so damn much.

“Ti amo tanto,”?1she repeats, placing her hand on mine, and I drop my head to her neck, my chest unable to take another surge of passion.

Our bodies move in rhythm, panting filling the room as I plant kisses along her neck and back. Whispers of bilingual “I love you’s” exchanged on repeat as the overwhelming emotions fill every corner of the room. It doesn’t take long before we’re both sweating, moaning, begging for release, my hand on her stomach holding her to me.

“Mine,” I growl, and she reaches back, nails digging into my skin.

“Yours,” she says with a moan. “I’m yours.”

Ecstasy blasts through me, tingling down my spine. My balls tighten, and I groan, jerking inside her.

Her inner walls pulsate as she cries out in pleasure. We tumble through space and time, finally entering our galaxy together. That special place where only she and I exist in that beautiful celestial dance. The one where we’ll now exist forever.

Our relationship may have been a cosmic collision, unexpected and chaotic.

But there’s not a chance in the universe I’d change a thing if it led me to here, this moment, with my fiancée in my arms and our beautiful daughter growing inside of her.

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BIG STING ENERGY

THEO SCHROEDER

Noah, why was a vase of roses with a football sticking out the top delivered to my house

ELIJAH ANDERSON

two vases, actually

ME

Did you read the note? Share it with the class

THEO SCHROEDER

Hold on

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