Page 16 of Tangled Hearts
“Mmm, I’m glad you think so.’” Her voice, all breathy and sexy, sends firebolts through my cock.
My lips clasp around her precious pink nipple, drawing in the bud as I drive deeper into her. “In fact…” I grip her hip, sliding my other hand against her slippery clit. “You’re fucking beautiful, and I can’t get enough of you.”
I yank my dick from her warm wonderland and pull her to the edge of the bed, flipping her in one swift move as my knees hit the wooden floor.
“Anxious, sweet cheeks?” I hum, hands splaying across her gorgeous ass cheeks, fingers kneading and pulling at her silkyflesh, her cunt dripping with need for my dick. “You’ve been waiting for this?”
I cup my fat cock in one hand, stroking the length as I try to control myself. Her breathing grows ragged, hips working back and forth eagerly.
“Mm, this pussy is hungry for me.” I don’t give her a second to reply, sliding my tongue up the seam and stroking every already raw nerve she has.
Soft mewls of pleasure sing in my ear as she grinds her soaked slit against my face, coating my beard with her juices and making me the happiest man to ever walk this planet.
From this moment forward, pleasing her is my reason for living.
Her body begins a slow tremor around my tongue, arousal seeping down her thighs and wetting my chest. A low growl escapes me. “Fucking love being soaked in your pussy juice, baby.”
Her fingers clutch at the sheets, hips working feverishly against my mouth as I devour my favorite meal. “Let me hear you. I want to know how hot it makes you to feel my tongue in your hot pussy.”
A soft cry of pleasure slips past her lips, a surge of her sweet honey coating my beard before her body shudders with breathless pants, thighs quivering with the force of her orgasm.
“Not done yet, gorgeous.” I roll her into my arms, capturing her mouth with my lips, hand gliding over all the pieces of her body that've been so sorely neglected.
I shove a hand into her hair, using my knee to gain a deeper angle as I press inside her softened pussy, her womb weeping with desire and waiting for more of me. Just how I like her. Needy.
“Close your eyes.”
Her heavy eyelashes settle against her cheeks, and my lips caress the sweet contours of her face as I make love to the only woman who has ever mattered to me.
“Good girl,” I breathe, the pad of my thumb settling on the small heartbeat that flutters at her throat. “Imagine you and me.” I push deep inside her, a soft moan spilling from her mouth. That luscious mouth that drives me to goddamn distraction. “Here. From this moment, I devote my life to you and me. Together.”
Her body tightens and convulses, the walls of her pussy pulsing around the rock-solid steel of my dick and sending me over the edge. Fucking her and loving her are the only things that matter in my mind. I just need her to be there with me.
She has to be with me.
“Jasper and Lila Kane, it has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
“It’s perfect.”
Epilogue
Lila
“Marlie! Don’t eat the straw!” I giggle and pull the strand from her baby fist. “That’s for baby giraffes, not baby humans.” She grins a toothless grin back at me.
I stand next to Jasper, leaning in the stall that houses two baby giraffes. Their long necks bend gracefully, their large, curious eyes watching the scene unfold. Inside the stall, Marlie, our one-year-old daughter, is playing with Max and Leo, Dante and Ava's twin boys. The children’s laughter fills the air, a symphony of joy that brings a smile to my lips.
Marlie sits close to one of the baby giraffes, her eyes wide with delight. The giraffe, intrigued by her tiny, giggling form, bends its long neck down and begins to lick Marlie’s cheeks with its long, rough tongue. Marlie bursts into giggles, her laughter ringing out like the sweetest music. The baby giraffe’s gentle bleats blend with her giggles, creating a moment of pure, unfiltered joy.
Jasper, standing beside me, watches the scene with a loving smile. His gaze is tender, filled with a mixture of fatherly pride and adoration. He steps forward, his movements fluid and confident, and sweeps Marlie into his arms. She laughs evenmore, her small hands clinging to his shoulders as he spins her around playfully. The sight of them together, so happy and full of life, makes my heart swell.
“You were born to be a dad, Jasper. Born to protect people,” I say, stepping closer and placing a hand on his arm. My voice is warm, affectionate, filled with the love I feel for this man who has become my world.
Jasper plants a kiss on Marlie’s cheek, making her giggle once more. He looks at me, his eyes meeting mine with a depth of emotion that takes my breath away. “I love being a dad,” he says, his voice filled with sincerity and pride.
My eyes twinkle with mischief and love as I suggest, “Maybe we should have more kids soon.” It’s a playful comment, but there’s truth in it too. The idea of expanding our family, of sharing more moments like this, fills me with excitement.
Jasper’s face lights up with a smile that’s both surprised and delighted. He leans in, capturing my lips in a deep, tender kiss that promises a future filled with love and family. Marlie, nestled comfortably in his arms, giggles again, reaching out to touch both our faces, completing the circle of love.
