Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
"You, I belong to you."
"Don't you forget it, if you ever leave me again I'll end you." I bit into her neck as I fucked her harder than ever before.
Her pussy clenched around me as her nails dug into my back, her heels bounced off my ass as I fucked her with everything I had. Ten and a half months of pent up lust was unleashed as I worked her on and off my cock.
It was a reconciling, a new awakening, dare I hope in this dare I believe again? What price would I be made to pay this time? The need to let go raced through my blood and I quickened the pace, playing with her clit driving a finger into her ass until I brought her to peak with me. It was beautiful it was life altering. It was careless I didn't use a condom.
Amber
Once again our son came to the rescue, so instead of an awkward moment following our heated encounter, there was laughter. No sooner had we both found fulfillment than he could be heard stirring through the monitor.
I kept my head down not in shame, but in fear of the moment being broken with harsh words, but my Colin seemed bent on surprises this morning, because instead of recriminations I got soft kisses and teasing.
"Our son has impeccable timing." He teased as he withdrew from my body to lay beside me, his arms still holding me close.
His wording was not lost on me either, whereas only yesterday he referred to our child as 'my son' he had called him ours, and my silly heart rejoiced at that one small thing.
I have no idea what's come over him, all I know is that I wish it never ends; I wish the dark cloud that's been hanging over us would disappear. I wanted so badly to broach the subject but was too afraid to rock the boat. Besides Anthony was beginning to do more than stir.
"I'd better get him before he screams the house down."
"Why don't you get cleaned up while I change him and bring him to you?" He actually kissed the top of my head and l wondered what was going on; what had happened between falling asleep and waking up in the morning?
Maybe he had an epiphany? And how long would my reprieve last? Will it hold until we hashed everything out in a rational manner? Or will it all come crumbling down around my ears?
I climbed out of my side of the bed as he did the same; it was only then as I felt the telltale signs of his pleasure running down my thighs that I realized how careless we had been. Shit, shit, shit.
Okay Amber don't panic, there's no reason to panic. I tried doing the math in my head but was too frazzled to figure it out, so I did some self taught exercises that had gotten me through the last ten months. Deep breath in, clear your thoughts, concentrate on what I can control, let everything else go. Breathe out.
As I felt the panic receding I ran to the bathroom and hurried through a quick cleanup. By the time I was through my boys were waiting for me. Colin had gotten our son to calm down somehow and wait for me.
I sat on the divan across from the bed as he handed the baby to me. Baring my breast I felt myself blush, Colin laughed as he easily read my thoughts. Little Anthony was ravenous this morning, latching on greedily. When Colin took one of his fingers and ran it from the baby's cheek to the top of my breast gently, it was one of the most intimate moments of my life.
I felt tears prickling at the edges of my eyes but fought against them. I had to be strong, if I wanted this, and oh how I wanted this, then I had to fight. It was more important now than it had been all those months ago, now there was a baby to consider, the one in my arms and...No better not borrow trouble. But somehow I was no longer afraid. The thought of having another baby didn't scare me, as it should; instead the image of Colin being there this time, throughout the whole thing filled me with warmth and happiness.
I looked up at him to find him looking at me with that worshipful look he always gave me before, but it was soon gone under my scrutiny. Not for the first time since he’d found us I wondered what the hell was going on?
"Are you okay?" I was at least brave enough to ask that.
Instead of an answer he leant over and kissed me, the sweetest of kisses, with one hand holding my head in place while the other held our son's head to my breast.