And I’d wondered if I was too tired for sex. Ha. What a joke. Gimme.
“Baby, up you come.” He carefully moved me farther up the bed, into the middle. There could be no waiting. Not only was David wanting, but the baby could wake up any minute. We’d definitely learned the value of getting things done during his nap times. Since I was back on birth control, which had better work this time, he crawled over me and wasted no time lining up the thick blunt head of his cock.
We both groaned as he slid home, the warmth of his body above me. My whole damn world right in that moment. I wrapped my legs around his hips and held back his hair with my hands. “God, I love you.”
“Good,” he said simply and started to move.
At first he was gentle, slow, and sweet. Which was nice, but it wasn’t really us.
“David?”
He nuzzled the side of my neck. “Hmm?”
“Harder.”
“Are you sure?”
“And faster.” My smile was all teeth. “You’re not going to break me.”
“Whatever you want, baby.”
As he pounded into me, his cock dragged back and forth over so many sensitive parts. It was like burning alive. How hot and real and raw we were. Sweat slicked our skin, and the scent of sex filled the air. We were all grasping hands and thrusting hips. Me rising to take him and him slamming home. If anyone walked away a little sore from our efforts, it really didn’t matter. The only thing we cared about was reaching that high together.
One hand fisted my hair while the other slipped beneath my butt cheek, urging me on. Holding me close. Keeping me ready to take him again and again. And the whole time he stared into my eyes as if he could read me. Hell. I knew he could. Just like I knew him all the way. We were two halves of a whole and always would be. Our love had been tested, and we’d emerged victorious. Our lives had been irrevocably changed, and we were doing just great. Together.
His hips pistoned, and the tension in me grew higher and higher. He was strung taut like a wire, every muscle straining for release. The thick, hard length of him surged into me, filling all of the empty places. And the electricity surging up and down my spine dominated everything. I couldn’t come again so soon. Surely not. But David wasn’t taking no for an answer, and he knew my body so well. His hand slipped between us, skilled fingers teasing my clit. It was all too much, too beautiful. We were everything I’d ever need. The orgasm hit me with frightening intensity, my whole body seizing. Then the wave of pleasure rushed through me. With a feral snarl, David came too, hips bucking against me.
When I opened my eyes, he lay beside on the mattress. The bead of sweat on his shoulder called to me and why the heck not? I licked his skin. Salt and warmth and love. That’s what he tasted like.
“Did you just lick me?” he asked, cracking open one eyelid.
“Yeah.”
He laughed. “You’re wild.”
“No. We’re wild.”
All the love I’d ever need was in his gaze. “And thank fuck for that.”
Epilogue
In the end, we chose to make our new home in a midcentury-modern house on the side of a hill with panoramic views. Like knock you on your ass it’s so beautiful. It was a house of golden wood and gray stone with walls full of glass windows to let in the light. Unlike the house of sand that David had bought for his first girlfriend, however, it had a lovely simplicity. Or maybe it just didn’t have the sordid heartbroken history that house had. This home had hope and a bright future. You could feel the good vibes as soon as you entered. And most importantly, there was room for us to grow. Not that I’d be volunteering for any more children anytime soon. No, thank you.
The house sat on plenty of land so we could add a guest house and a recording studio. Both of which were currently being built. Jude the excellent would be moving into the guest house as soon as it was finished. She’d become invaluable over the past six months. She took the antics of the baby, the occasional dash of crazy in our lives, and all of the rock stars in her stride. As for the recording studio, for David to be able to work from home would be awesome. And I think Lizzy was grateful everything wouldn’t be happening at her and Ben’s place all of the time. The guys could move around and give her a break. As much as we all loved each other, it was a lot to have the full band and entourage descending upon your house on the regular. It had already been decided that the next album would be recorded here.