I loved it when he was a bit rough, a bit savage. As much as I adored it when he made love to me, there was something extra in the way he fucked me.
The pressure of his thickness against my inner walls increased, and I could feel how close he was. “Oh fuck,” he muttered, “You feel so perfect, baby.”
“Fuck almighty,” I screamed, not caring if the windows were open. Every muscle tightened as I came, twitching and squealing, my pussy fisting Eric’s cock so hard I’m surprised it didn’t hurt him.
“Yes, gorgeous,” he breathed. “Oh, Eden…” I felt his heat flood me, screaming again with another mini-climax from the sensation of his release.
We rocked together as our bodies took complete control, then finally found our breath. Rolling to face him, I cupped his face in my hand. “I love you so much.”
He kissed my nose, then grinned wickedly. “I love you, baby. Even though that’s the last time I’ll be taking you that hard for a while, you know I love you.”
My bottom lip thrust out in a pout, and he caught it in his teeth. “You’re outrageously sexy,” he mumbled.
“Nope, that’s you,” I laughed. “But you’re never, ever to tease me for that long again. If you don’t let me come, next time I’ll strangle you with my thighs.”
His dark eyes blazed. “I get to choose the name. You promised.”
My eyes narrowed as I glared. “We’ll keep chatting.” I couldn’t stifle my giggle.
Eric sat up, pulling me with him. “But I have the perfect name.”
“Okay. Hit me.”
His crazily handsome grin nearly distracted me as he paused for dramatic effect. Finally he said, “Tori.”
I blinked hard, tears instantly brewing. Tori. For my grandmother, Victoria.
As I burst into happy sobs, Eric rolled his eyes. “Dammit. I should have known after you cried at that phone commercial last night.” Pulling me into his arms, he rocked me gently.
“It’s perfect,” I sniffled. “Thank you.”
“Even if it didn’t have such a lovely meaning for us, it’s a cute name. It’s perky. Then she could grow into the longer version later if she wants to.”
Snuggling against Eric’s shoulder, I could almost picture her. Our little Tori in pigtails, prancing around the backyard, making up games with Eric and I in the summer sun. Someday, our daughter Victoria, going to university, and becoming… anything she wants.
“Hey, dreamy girl,” Eric murmured. “Where did you go?”
I smiled up at him. “Excited about the future.”
“Do you want a prophecy to tell you how it’s going to turn out?”
I shook my head. “No. Never. Let’s just watch how everything unfolds.”
He kissed me gently, in that magical way of his where there was no future and no past. Time stopped until we
were breathless.
*** The End ***