CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT
Anne
I woke up the next morning in Bran's arms and the feeling was beyond any happiness I could have imagined. I turned to my side to watch him as he slept.
He was on his back, one hand over his head and the other resting over his sculpted abs. The sheet rested low on his hips.
He could have been a model for a women’s porn magazine.
I considered finding my phone and taking a picture to save for posterity. But then I remembered I could wake to find him like this tomorrow and the day after.
Lightly, I drew my hand over his chest and down underneath the sheet finding his not completely flaccid Dick. Was he dreaming sexy dreams?
"Mmm."
I looked up at his face.
"I'm having the perfect dream,” he said in a sleepy voice.
"What is it?"
"The woman of my dreams is in bed beside me as I wake up in the morning. I love her and she loves me and together we’re having a baby."
"That sounds like a nice dream."
His eyes popped open as he grinned at me. "It's a dream come true, baby."
He tugged me close, kissing me thoroughly. "I have everything I want right here." His words filled me with joy. I pushed the sheet away from us both and straddled his thighs, rubbing my pussy over his dick.
He groaned. “You’re insatiable, woman.”
“Do you mind?”
“Hell no.” His hands slid up my body, cupping my breasts. He gently massaged my nipples. He sat up, wrapping his lips around a nipple and sucking.
I gasped. “Bran.” I rose up then lowered down, taking him inside me. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him as I savored the feel of him inside me.
“Take what you want, Anne. All of me.”
I kissed him as I rocked. I let go, letting my body do what it wanted, needed.
“Yes, baby…fuck you feel so good.” He lay back, his hands holding my hips as I rode him.
I dropped my head back as pleasure swirled through me.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?”
I leaned forward, resting my hands on his chest. “Do you know how sexy you are?” I sank down, grinding and rocking against him.
He groaned. “Fuck…I’m coming.” His fingers held my hips as he bucked underneath me. Watching his orgasm overtake him was all I needed. I rode him again, my pussy exploding with pleasure. We moved together until I collapsed over him.
I sighed with contentment. It felt like the first day of the rest of my life. I understood that life came with ups and downs.
Just because Bran I had confessed our love didn't mean that we wouldn’t ever butt heads. But I had no doubts about what the future held for us.
After making love, we got up and headed down for breakfast. While Mr. Joseph and Mrs. Carlisle maintained their impassive expressions as they served us, when they were not directly in our presence, I could see them looking at us and smiling.
After breakfast Bran and I went for a walk. Strolling through the neighborhood Bran holding my hand and every few yards stopping to kiss me.