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“I’m fine, Aussie. Make love to me.”
Those were the only words that he needed to hear. He kissed her again as he started to move again.
Ava’s hands moved over him, her touch igniting a warmth that spread through him like fire.
Their movements became a rhythm, a dance that was equal parts passion and tenderness. Every sensation was heightened, every whispered word and soft moan a testament to how deeply they felt for one another. The only thing that existed was thismoment, this connection, and the love that flowed between them in waves.
As the room filled with sounds of their lovemaking, the sensation soon became too overwhelming, and Aussie started to feel the familiar tension building inside of him. He was close.
As his thrusts became quicker and more urgent, he felt Ava’s vaginal walls clench down on his cock, signaling that she was close too.
Two more hard thrusts and Ava cried out. Aussie quickly followed with his own release.
Aussie held her close, his forehead resting against hers as they caught their breath.
He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, his voice a hushed confession. “I’m falling in love with you, Ava.”
Her eyes glistened as she smiled, her hands framing his face. “I already fell in love with you,” she admitted, her voice trembling with emotion. “The moment you stood up for Christian and me, you had my heart.”
Their lips met again, a kiss full of promises for the future, and as they held each other in the quiet glow of the Christmas lights, Aussie knew that he would do whatever it took to protect her and the life they were beginning to build together.
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Ava lay in Aussie’s arms, her head resting on his chest as his steady heartbeat filled her ears. His arm wrapped securely around her waist, anchoring her to him, and she couldn’t remember a time when she had felt so safe, so loved.
She traced light patterns on his skin, her mind swirling with emotions she couldn’t quite put into words. Gratefulness swelled in her chest as she thought about how much her life had changed since Aussie walked into it. Everything with him felt right, as ifhe had been meant to find her and be a part of Christian’s and her life.
Her thoughts were interrupted by his voice, soft but full of concern. “You okay?”
Ava tilted her head to look at him. His soft, hazel eyes searched hers, and his brow furrowed slightly.
She smiled, running her fingers through his hair. “Everything is perfect,” she assured him. “I was just thinking about how grateful I am for you. For us. For all of this.”
His hand shifted to cradle her cheek, his thumb grazing her skin. “I’m grateful for you, too,” he murmured.
She hesitated, then began to share her thoughts. “I’ve been thinking about how things will be when we get back home. I don’t want this to change.”
“It won’t,” he said firmly. “In fact, I was going to talk to you about that. I want to stay with you and Christian when we get back home. Not to rush anything between us but with the threat still out there…” He trailed off, his expression serious. “I don’t want to take any chances.”
Ava’s heart warmed at his protectiveness. “I was going to ask you the same thing,” she admitted, her voice soft. “I want you to move in with us, Aussie. Not just because of the threat, but because it feels right.”
He kissed her forehead, his lips lingering there. “Then it’s settled.”
She sighed, her smile fading slightly. “I still don’t know what will happen with Christian’s case after the holidays. I don’t want to lose him, Aussie. He’s already been through so much.”
Her voice cracked, and he tightened his hold on her, pressing a reassuring kiss to her temple. “You won’t lose him,” he said with conviction. “If there’s anything I can do, anything at all, to help convince the court and the state that he belongs with you, I will. I promise.”
Tears welled in her eyes, and she tilted her head to kiss him, her lips soft and full of gratitude. “Thank you,” she whispered against his lips. “You have no idea how much that means to me.”
They shared a few tender kisses, their connection growing deeper with every touch. When Ava pulled back slightly, a mischievous smile played on her lips.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
She tilted her head, curiosity lighting her expression. “What’s your real name? And how did you get the nickname Aussie?”
A faint blush crept up his cheeks, and Ava raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What’s so embarrassing about that?” she teased.
