Filled

“I don’t care. You can have everything I’ve got. Now take the rest off,” he orders, and I do what he says. The look in his eyes is almost feral, and I realize he’s been holding back. I scoot to the middle of the bed and spread my legs. His eyes drop to my sex, and he licks his lips. “You’re wet.”

“You’re naked, can you blame me?” My clit is already throbbing.

“I’m sorry, babe.”

Before I can ask why, he’s on me. He pushes me down onto the mattress as his mouth takes mine. The kiss is hard and possessive. I don’t know if he’s trying to reassure himself I’m still here or if he’s trying to mark me. I’d guess a little of both, and I’m more than happy to help.

He jerks his mouth from mine as he licks and sucks my neck. I bite my lip, trying not to moan. “Fuck, I love you so damn much.” His knees push my legs farther apart, and his cock rubs against my clit. His hands and mouth are everywhere, and I feel like he’s devouring me in the most primal way.

“I love you too.” My hands go to his ass when the tip of his cock starts to press inside of me.

“So wet for me,” he groans. “I’ll do better next time.” He thrusts all the way inside of me, and I gasp at how full I am. “But I need you hard and fast right now.”

“Then take it.” I reach up and wrap my fingers around one of the metal bars on the headboard.

“Fuck.” He sits up on his knees and pulls me up his thighs as he starts to thrust in and out of me. I moan at how deep it feels like this. His fingers dig into my hips as he pumps while in total control of my body. He can go as fast or slow as he wants, and he knows it too.

His eyes are everywhere, like he doesn’t know where to look. He can’t decide between watching his cock thrust in and out of me or watching my breasts bounce with each thrust. I stare at his face, getting off on how turned on he is right now. And the fact that he’s a little out of control.

One of his hands leaves my hips, and his thumb presses on my clit in firm circles. This time I can’t hold back, and I moan his name.

“Come for me quick, Bambi. I’m not going to last,” he grits out, and my pussy clenches around his cock.

I cum and take him right along with me. His release makes me so full, I’m overspilling onto my thighs. He stares at it for a second before he falls forward and onto me. We’re both trying to catch our breath as his sweat-slicked skin slides over mine.

“I love you,” I say, wrapping my arms around him.

“Love you too.” He kisses me, and I feel his cock twitch with the aftereffects of his orgasm. He’s still rock-hard, and I realize Angus is nowhere near done. Neither am I, but I have a feeling we’ll never be.

Who knew taking a job as an erotic dancer would have been the best decision of my life?

Epilogue

Bambi

Two years later…

I stand in the living room, watching the snow come down. The Christmas lights outside illuminate the big flakes fluttering to the ground.

“He’s out,” Angus says, coming up behind me and wrapping an arm around me, resting his hand on my new baby bump. I swear it popped out overnight. Angus is loving it.

Tomorrow is Christmas. The whole family will be here to celebrate with us. We’ll get to tell them we’re having a little girl this time. It’s been hard to keep my mouth shut. Angus’s mom and I have become close. She’s everything a mom should be. If she pushed one more time, I would have cracked.

“You made it snow.” I turn in my husband’s arms. “This feels like a real Christmas.” My eyes start to sting with tears. I didn’t know I could be this happy. Heck, I didn’t know I could be this loved either. Love without strings attached.

“Baby…” Angus’s hands come to my face, tilting my head back to look up at him.

“Happy tears.” I blink, trying to clear them. “It’s just crazy how I’ve gone from no family to now having the best one anyone could ever have.” This husband of mine has saved me in so many ways. “You’ve given me the world. I’m not sure how I’ll ever make that up to you.”

“You gave me my son. Hell, you gave me you. There isn’t anything else I want more in the world than this—my wife and kids at home in this cabin. You made my dreams come true too.”

I pull him down for a kiss, my eyes falling closed. Nothing about Angus ever gets old. I could kiss him for hours and still want more. He breaks the kiss, lifting me off my feet.