One to Take (One to Hold 8)

We drift for a few moments in silence. My dream is to have Stuart and a family. I don’t care where I have them. Stuart loves this place, but now he doesn’t want to stay. We’ll have to talk about this more.

Pushing his arms out, I turn so they’re wrapped around my back. “Since you want a boy first, what will we name him? Junior?”

“Are there any boy names on your side of the family you like?”

My lips curl as I try to remember any male names Yaya might have mentioned. “I can only remember one… Manfred.”

“Whoa. That’s a tough one.”

“We could call him Fred for short.”

Our eyes lock, and we both burst into laughter. I push off from the bottom again, wrapping my arms around his neck, my insides humming with joy. “Maybe we should stick to your side of the family for boy names.”

“I have an uncle Hector.”

“Like the Trojan hero?”

He shrugs. “He lived in southern Illinois.”

I lean away, floating on my back. “I’m sure he was a die-hard military man.”

“Probably.” His voice changes as he moves through the water to me. “Nice view.”

With my head on his shoulder, my breasts float to the surface. His large palms rise out of the water to cover them, stirring the heat simmering in my pelvis.

“Mmm,” I sigh. “So we have Hector and… What’s your favorite girl name?”

“Mariska.” His lips are at my ear, and I feel my insides clench in response to how he says it, low and hungry. His hands slide down my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples.

My eyes flutter closed. “Besides that.”

“Renee.” His hands are on my hips, drawing them down through the water so I feel his erection at my lower back.

“Yes,” I whisper as his palm slides up my inner thigh just before two thick fingers plunge deep inside me.

“Then Renee it is.”

I’m riding his hand, eyes closed, when I reach around to grasp his cock. Names are forgotten as I position our hips to allow him to plunge deep inside me, stretching me.

“So big,” I whisper. We’re at the far side of the spring, where the rocks line the side and the depth is over my head. I hold onto them, wrapping my feet around his legs as he pumps into me hard and fast. One hand is on my breast gripping and squeezing while the other holds my waist steady, helping him ride out this moment.

“Oh! Oh, yes!” I’m moaning and meeting him at each push, reaching down with my hand to massage my clit faster and faster.

Ripples of pleasure tingle in my thighs, and my eyes roll closed as the orgasm erupts low in my pelvis. I gasp for breath gripping the rocks tighter as it grows, as Stuart rocks faster, his pelvis hitting my ass.

Leaning into me, he kisses me at the back of my neck, along my hairline, allowing his breath to fan over my shoulders. A wave of shimmering pleasure spills through my veins like warm liquid, and I come.

“Yes, oh, god yes!” My shoulders quiver with sensation.

“Fuck,” Stuart groans, strong arms tight around my waist, as he finishes, pulsing over and over inside me.

We hold on several moments, eyes still closed, as the soothing waters transport us back to earth. Our panting subsides, my heart rate slowly returns to normal, and soft lips touch my neck. I smile, tilting my head to meet his kiss.

“Let’s revisit those names a little later,” I say with a laugh. “I can’t be held to anything I said just then.”

“Okay.” Another kiss, and I turn in his arms to find those smoky hazel eyes glowing. “We should probably head back if we’re going to make the doctor’s appointment today.”

I trace my finger down his cheek. “It’s the only thing that could get me to leave.”