Page 18 of Resurfaced Passion

One hello from him, a smile and lashes flutter from her and that was his life set.

She’d stolen the very breath from his body that day and she still hadn’t given it back. He’d wanted to kiss her so badly in those first few minutes, to reassure himself she was actually real, and he wasn’t still drunk from the night before. But he didn’t. They talked for hours. She was as animated in conversation as she was dancing in the street.

He’d been a tourist all the way from New Zealand, intent on traveling around the states for six weeks, experiencing life, having adventures, fucking as many woman as he could before he returned home to join his dad’s business,Renner and Sons Auto.Tennessee was only his second stop.

“I’m only visiting.” He’d whispered against her lips right after he’d gotten that first, perfect kiss. And against his mouth his girl had laughed and wound her arms around his shoulders, pulling him in tighter and replied with absolute clarity. “Nope, you’re staying right here, Judson.”

He’d taken one look at his girl and never went home. At twenty-two, Jud found a job with a garage, he applied to stay in the states and then he married his eighteen-year-old soulmate six-weeks to the day after they’d met.

“Get down, bug, before you fall.” Shifting around the tree, he squinted and watched her start to move. She was small with willowy dancer limbs and each step was practiced and beautiful. Still, his heart was in his mouth until he was in reaching distance and grabbed her around the waist, hauling her into his body, making her squeal with laughter.

“Bossy.” She accused wrapping both arms around his neck, her legs followed suit with his waist.

“I hope you had fun with your little stunt, ladybug, I’m about to make it impossible for you to sit down for a month.”

It was no threat because her eyes turned dreamy and she smiled, getting in closer to his face, her hands tangled in his growing hair. She wanted him to have it longer, so he was fucking growing it out like a chia pet.

“Promise, baby?”

God, his woman. She took all the air out of his lungs and pushed the blood to his cock until he was left feeling feral and caveman-like to rut and satisfy.

No matter how many times he had her, the hunger sat in the background, snarling and waiting to pounce.

Twice that morning before they’d left the house, so as much as he wanted her again, he wouldn’t take her for fear of hurting her little body.

It didn’t stop him from nuzzling her neck as he carried her back over to where they’d left their picnic, he set her down on the blanket.

“Has my dare-devil had enough to eat?” They’d brought all her favorite foods; cheese crackers and birthday cake, she favored the Funfetti flavor with extra frosting as thick as a slab of concrete. Jud laid back on the blanket and watched her lick the colorful sugar from her thumb and grew increasingly, insanely hard.

Now he was on his knees ready to pack up and take his girl home to get ready to visit with her family, if they’d even remembered it was her birthday.

He could give a fuck if her shit family liked him. He didn’t like them one bit, but he hated the way they treated her.

“I’ve had enough food,” she crawled into his lap, wrapping around him, both arms and legs held him tight and Jud sighed into her neck. She smelled so good. Sunshine and black licorice which he knew was from the fragrance she dabbed on every day.

He licked behind her ear and felt her snuggle in deeper. “Need something else, do you?”

“I am the birthday girl for a few more hours,” her voice didn’t stifle her grin.

Palming her butt he squeezed and rubbed her where she needed. “Tell me, bug.”

She waited until he had a finger shoved inside her, testing her tightness before she dropped her demand with whimpers falling like the desperate siren she was.

With his face in her hands, and her mouth nuzzling his she whispered. “I want a baby, Judson.”

What? His heart stalled. It didn’t come as a massive surprise, they’d talked about kids on their third date, she wanted them, he wanted them.Just tell me when you want them, bug, and I’ll give you all the babies.He’d told her that on their wedding night, tipsy, insanely in love and fucking on an unsanitary motel room floor on their way back from Atlantic City. He just didn’t expect the command to come in a meadow surrounded in wildflowers with his fingers jammed up against his wife’s G-spot while she gushed down his hand.

Fucks sake, his cock was about to snap in two.

She at all times knew the words to say to make him insane, to turn him into a knuckle dragging caveman. Because where his ladybug was concerned, his modern-day ethics fell by the wayside. If she wanted something, then he broke his back to get it to her.

Giving her a baby was no exception when she laid out on the blanket, glazed pleasure in her eyes, beckoning him to her and her welcoming legs open for him, everything in his life narrowed down to this and her.

“Please, Judson, please, please, baby. I want everything.” she whispered softly, and he covered her body in seconds. Shaking with love and lust rattling his fucking bones and hardening his cock to titanium. Her pleading hit him dead center of his chest. He’d never loved anyone before her, not like this. It consumed him, filled every crevice of his body, made him be better, work harder, strive to make this gorgeous creature of his happy.

He loved her so much, heached.

“I’ll give you anything you want. You only have to tell your man and I’ll get it for you. My birthday girl wants my baby inside her. Fucking done. Open those gorgeous legs wider and invite me in.”

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