With our gazes holding, our bodies moved in the rhythm of love, in perfect sync. I reached the pinnacle and crested, crying out as my body gripped his like it never wanted to let go.
He yelled out and plunged in, his essence filling my body, becoming a part of me.
“I love you, I love you, I love you,” he chanted as he continued to thrust and pulse inside me. Finally, he held me to him, my head resting over his heart where my name was inscribed. I heard and felt his heart beat just for me.
He lifted his head and gazed down on me. “You’re fucking awesome.”
I laughed. “Because I wear garters?”
“I was so taken I didn’t have a good chance to explore and enjoy those.”
“Next time.”
He grinned. “Give me a minute.” He kissed me, this time slowly, like he was savoring ever bit of my mouth. “You gave me something I thought I’d never have. You gave me you.”
Emotion swept over me. “And you gave me you.”
“And together, we made a family. I meant what I said in my vows. You gave me a family. You’ve made my dream come true.”
I held him close, feeling so grateful to have this wonderful man. The love I’d seen for his daughter was one of the first things that had made me fall for him. Now, the thing I loved most was the love and total commitment he had for his family.