“We’re one,” I said, holding his gaze.
He nodded, and a new lightness came over me. With him inside me physically, with me emotionally, I felt my heart, my soul, begin to fuse back together. In the coming weeks and months, my treatment would be hard. It was possible it wouldn’t work. But I’d have this moment with him. I wanted to take in everything; his scent, the beat of his heart against mine, the feel of his breath on my cheek, the pulsing of him inside me. This, along with the memories of a perfect day with my children, would be the things I held on to. When I needed strength or soothing, I’d think back to moments with Brayden and the kids.
“I wish we could stay like this forever,” he whispered.
“We will. In my mind. This will be my go-to place when things get hard.”
His breath hitched with emotion. “Terra.”
“You know it now, so if I need help to be strong, you can remind me. Remind me of how perfect we fit. How much love flows between us.”
He nodded and bit his lip. It was then that I noted his eyes had welled with tears. I kissed one and then the other.
“For now, we live and love.” I rocked my hips, forcing him to groan. I hoped it would pull him out of thinking about what was to come and instead be in the here and now. “Come in me. Fill me with your life.”
He rolled me over, thrusting in deep again. He supported his weight on his forearms as he cradled my face.
His gaze held mine as he withdrew and slid in. Controlled. Building to a slow, delicious burn.
I arched, wanting to take him in deeper. Wanting to pull him into my soul.
“Where are you?” he whispered. “Tell me everything.”
“I’m here. Close.”
He thrust in and I gasped.
“Yes…more…You feel so good, Brayden.”
“What do you need?” His pace hastened only slightly. It was wonderful and frustrating at the same time as I hovered near the edge of release.
“You.”
“I’m here, baby.” He shifted and hooked a hand under my knee, lifting it. I opened more and he sank deeper.
“Yes, oh yes…” I gripped his biceps as he ratcheted up the tension coiling tight in my pussy.
“Do you feel me? Do you feel me inside you Terra?”
“Yes…so good…” My breath quickened.
“I feel you.”
“Yes.”
“I feel every muscle fucking my cock…God I need to come.”
“Yes, come in me…” I was delirious from sensation and his words and all of him.
“Come with me…” He growled. “Together.”
I tilted my pelvis, rocking to meet his thrust, moving with him in a perfect dance. My pussy spasmed, quaking as I teetered on the edge.
“Yes, now, now, now…” I chanted.
He drove in, grinding his hips against me, hitting that one delicious spot inside me and rubbing my clit all the same time. My body went taut as a blast of intense, white hot, pleasure detonated.
“Yes, baby yes,” he shouted as he levered up on his hands and gave free rein to his own release. He plunged in again and again and again, drawing out my own release until I was a whimpering mass.