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Memphis sat silently searching her face like he would find what he was looking for in her eyes. If he couldn’t trust her when she had just poured out her heart to him, then maybe there was no hope for them.
Thayer made it as far as the doorway to the bedroom before he sprang from the bed. Wrapping a strong arm around her waist, he picked her up off the floor. With a squeal, she found herself bouncing on the bed before Memphis was on top of her looking down.
“You said you love me and that’s all I need to hear. I love you, Thayer. I have from almost the first moment I saw you. I know I still have a lot of shit from my past to deal with, but you’re my future and I really like where my future is headed.”
He dipped his head down, sealing his lips to hers. When he licked over her bottom lip, she opened for him, allowing him to devour her.
“I do think we should get married though, just to guarantee you stick around for a while,” he said when they finally came up for air.
She had just started to laugh when he leaned down to kiss her again. This time though, his hand found the buttons on her flannel shirt, working them open one at a time. It was technically still his shirt, but he had given up trying to wrestle it away from her.
Spreading her shirt open under him, his hand found her breast, plumping it under her bra. Without warning, Memphis sat back on his knees, pulling her into a sitting position with him.
He frantically wrestled with removing her shirt and bra like she was on fire. When he had tossed them onto the floor, he pushed her back down with his strong hand, following her until he could pull her taut nipple into his mouth.
He flicked her hard nipple with his tongue, sucking on it until she moaned with need. Just when she began to beg, he moved to the other side, repeating his ministrations as he desperately pulled on the button of her jeans. With a pop, he released her breast, sitting back up on his knees, feverishly pulling her jeans past her knees.
“Please, please, please,” he began to plead as he stood up from the bed, pulling his shirt off in one quick tug. Moving to the nightstand, he opened the top drawer with a smile.
“Fucking best brother in the world!” he exclaimed, pulling out a row of condoms in triumph. Thayer couldn’t hold in her giggle, watching him. Tossing the condoms at her, he yanked his jeans open, hopping back toward the end of the bed while trying to take them off.
Thayer tore one of the packages open before handing it to him at the end of the bed. She sat up on her elbows watching him roll the condom onto his throbbing cock before he grabbed the cuffs of her jeans, giving them a hard pull to remove them. She was pulled off of her elbows with a laugh as he worked her panties down her legs.
“What do you keep mumbling?” she asked him as he tossed her farther onto the bed. With a grin, he followed until he was lying above her.
“I have no idea. I didn’t know I was talking. Probably begging my dick to hold on.” His mouth crashed back down onto hers as they desperately ground against one another.
He had explored every inch of her body over the last couple of months, but he never got tired of feeling her soft body pressed against his. This time, when her hands roved over his chest, they were both reminded by the scars left behind what they had almost lost forever to a madman.
“Memphis, I need you in me,” she whispered into his ear as he kissed her neck. Balancing on one arm, he slid his fingers through her folds to check if she was ready for him. When he slid his fingers into her entrance, using his thumb to rub her clit, she arched up to him in a moan. Pulling his fingers out, he fisted his cock, running it through her folds as she writhed under him, trying to pull him closer.
“Easy, Thayer. I don’t want to hurt you.” Plunging his tongue back into her mouth, he entered her in a gentle thrust. Thayer wrapped her legs around him when he stopped moving, trying to force him deeper. He moved his mouth back to her breast, sucking on her nipple as he thrust in farther.
“Memphis!” she gasped when he took her virginity. He shifted his weight when he stopped moving to look at her. Reaching between them, he started playing with her clit again, slowly pushing deeper as she relaxed.
He could feel the orgasm trying to build inside her as she began to quiver around him. Reaching down his back, she raked her nails up him, making him thrust hard.
Not needing to be told twice, he started rolling his hips, pulling almost out before driving back in. Memphis removed his hand from between them to steady himself over her as he pumped harder and harder, burying himself to the root with each thrust.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” he growled as he pulled back before slamming back into her. Sitting back on his knees, he pulled her up on his thighs slightly before leaning back over on his hands. With each thrust in this position, Memphis could feel his cock rub against a place deep inside her that made her arch up toward him.
When her orgasm hit, it drug him under in a wave of ecstasy unlike anything he had experienced in the past. She had been right when she told him they might explode. There was no doubt in his mind that he would never be the same again.
Memphis slumped over her, desperately trying to hold himself up on his forearms as he panted next to her ear.
“Are you okay?” she whispered.
“More importantly, are you okay?” he asked, rolling off of her onto his side. “Wait here.” Memphis climbed off the bed, walking into their new bathroom to dispose of the condom.
Digging through a linen closet, he found two towels. They would have to make a trip to the city to finish their new house, but at least someone had thought of a few basic necessities to get them by for now. Turning on the walk-in shower, he waited for it to reach the right temperature before returning to get Thayer.
Leading her back into the bathroom, he eased her into the shower in front of him, grabbing the travel-sized soap that had been left there. Pulling her against his chest, he held her as the warm water cascaded down their bodies. Turning in his arms, Thayer laced her hands around the back of his neck, running her fingers through his hair.
“You know you can’t leave now, right?” Memphis asked, looking down at her. “Remember, I told you, once I buried myself in you, I would never let you go. I’m in too deep now, I’d never survive.” He eased his mouth down against hers in a soft, gentle kiss.
“I love you so fucking much,” he whispered, standing back up. Thayer smiled up at him as he held her.
“I love you, too,” she said quietly as they stood in their new house, letting the stress from the last six months slowly run down the drain until all that was left was just Memphis and Thayer.
