Finding Home

I gasp, not only from his words, but as he presses his finger fully inside of me and starts to pump. I should have known. The man has been reading me so easily. That scared me mere hours ago, but now it makes me feel light. Free even.

I drop my arm from shielding my eyes, wanting to give him all of me. He smiles as he sucks my clit into his mouth, his finger pumping in and out of me. He adds another. The fit is tight but so right. I’m almost there, my orgasm right on the brink.

“Give it to me,” he demands. I do. My body was waiting for his command as I come for him, crying out his name, I shake and hum with pleasure. When I open my eyes he has shifted. He hovers over me. He’s staring down at me with those gray eyes. His cock slowly presses into me. I’ve never felt so close to someone in my whole life as in this moment.

“You know you belong to me now.”

My breath hitches. I want that.

“You belong to me then.” I wrap my legs around him the best I can.

“Always have,” he responds as his mouth comes down on me and his cock presses fully into me. It doesn’t hurt like I think it’s going to. Instead all I feel is how perfect this is. I taste myself on his lips. The only thing I feel is pleasure and something else that I can’t place. A warmness fills the center of my chest, blooming out unlike anything I’ve felt. My eyes sting with unshed tears as I kiss him back, digging my fingers into his hair. Needing in this moment to be as close to him as humanly possible.

I lift my hips to meet his as he slowly makes love to me. It’s tender and sweet and I feel a tear slip free. I open my eyes when he pulls his mouth from mine, our eyes locking. “Charlotte?”

I shake my head no. “Don’t stop,” I tell him. “It’s perfect.” I stop short of saying I love you but those words flutter through my mind. Again he leans down, kissing the trails of my tears. He doesn’t stop; he continues to move inside of me until my body is on the verge of another orgasm.

“Wait for me, sugar. Only when I tell you to. I can feel your pussy squeezing me so tight but I don’t want this to end. You’re perfect just like I knew you’d be.” His pace picks up. I can tell he’s fighting this too. Neither one of us wants this to end.

“It doesn’t have to end. I’m not going anywhere.” The words leave my lips on their own. He groans. I swear they send him over.

“Now, sugar,” he commands. I come with him, feeling his warm release inside of me. My back bows off the bed as pleasure envelops me. He consumes me. He pulls me close, wrapping his body around me. My eyes fall closed, hoping that this doesn’t end. Wishing with everything in me that this was different. He isn’t like the men my mom brought home. There is no way he is like any of them. Colt is different. He has to be because I’m pretty sure I’m in love with him. Who am I kidding?

I am.

12

Colton

She lays on my chest silently sleeping. Her even breathing is the most soothing sound I’ve ever heard in my life. I haven’t had sleep this good in forever. Hell, I slept past dawn. That is definitely something I’m not used to doing. My body just won’t let me. I get up like clockwork every single day. I run her silky blond hair through my fingers as I wonder if our daughters will have this color hair too. It reminds me of spun gold.

In her sleep she looks so relaxed. That mind of hers isn’t going a million miles an hour. I like to think that she needed me as much as I needed her. That I was the only one that was able to get her to calm down. At least I am praying she needs me. Today is a new day and you never know what you’re going to get with Charlotte. She can go from a sweet, docile kitten to a tiger at the flip of a switch. I hope when she wakes she doesn’t have any regrets. I play over in my mind what she said about it not having to end last night.

It hadn’t. I lost count of how many times I woke her in the night. I finally told myself no more. I was going to hurt her. Then she’d woken me. She climbed on top of me and took what she wanted. I knew she might be sore but I wasn’t going to tell her no. I would never tell her that. Unless it came to her leaving me or something I think might put her in harm’s way.