Sweet Satisfaction

“Are you crazy?” He stopped in front of his house. It was across from the pier. “This is the best Christmas present .”

She leaned into his shoulder. “It is, isn’t it? A baby. We’re going to have a family. And next Christmas is going to be so different .”

“You’re going to make me take you back to the ball, aren’t you ?”

She looked in his eyes. “I do have to sing, but not for another thirty minutes .”

He led her to the house, up the front steps, and locked the door behind them. Cami turned as Evan unzipped the gown from her back to her waist. She stepped out of the puff of tulle and faced him .

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful with my baby inside you .”

He shirked his pants to the ground. He’d never wanted to be inside her the way he did now. He was going to die if he didn’t feel her tight pussy walls clench around him .

His cock bobbed free as he pulled her to him. Cami’s leg wrapped around his waist as he thrust inside her .

“Ohh,” she whimpered. He pinned her against the front door. On the other side was a world of nosey neighbors, and a town that thrived on tradition. But it was also a neighborhood that cherished and loved family. They would love his family. His baby .

He thrust into her again. “You’re so tight,” he groaned .

Cami panted his name. “You feel so deep like this .”

He rocked harder this time, pressing her back into the door. No one knew on this side of the door the mayor was fucking the love of his love. Fucking his soon-to-be-wife. Fucking the woman who was carrying his child on Christmas Eve .

“More,” she begged. “Don’t be scared, Evan. You can still fuck me .”

“Oh shit.” He plunged into her, gripping her ass so tightly her other leg wrapped around his waist .

She smiled with satisfaction. “Fuck me,” she teased .

He drove into her, grunting until he knew they were both going to come. It was fast and passionate, but after everything they had been through, tonight was the beginning of a new life together. The beginning of them as a family .

His spine pulsed and his cock stiffened. “I’m going to come,” he growled into her ear .

“Yes. Oh, God. Yes.” Her nails dug through his shirt as they exploded in unison. Their bodies rocked and vibrated, sharing in the new union they had made. Cami clawed at him, while he continued to pound his release inside her .

“You’re mine. Mine .”

“Always,” she answered .

He pressed his forehead to hers and lowered her legs to the ground .

“And now we have to go back to the ball?” she asked .

He laughed. “Can you sing after that performance?” he teased. He picked up his pants and pulled them to his waist .

She leaned into him for another kiss. “With you I can do anything. Even turn down a two-album deal.” He reached for her dress and she stepped inside it .

“What? Two albums? Baby, that’s fucking insane. Are you sure you want to walk away from that?” He fastened the zipper at her back and she re-tied the red satin sash. Cami spun in his arms .

“I want you. I want to be your wife. I want our baby to grow up in Harpers Point .”

He draped his jacket over her shoulders again before they stepped out into the cold .

“And you have no regrets about sending Peter away ?”

“Absolutely none .”

He closed the door behind them and they walked along the snow covered sidewalk holding hands .