Imperfect Love (Heart of Hope 4)

Now wasn’t the time to ponder all that. Now it was time to be one with my husband.

“Please,” I said as I lifted my hips, needing him to fill me.

His fingers brushed my cheeks. “I love you, Terra. You know that, right?”

I nodded. “Yes.” My hands slid to his hips, guiding him to me.

He pressed his hips down. I arched as his cock slid inside me. Each inch of him pushing away the loneliness, replacing it with the warmth and love.

“Yes.” I held on to him, never wanting to let him go. I wanted to stay like this, with him deep inside me forever.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

I reached up and pulled his head to me so I could kiss him. He kissed me back as he began to move his hips.

I gasped at the pleasure. It was more than just the sensation of his thick dick sliding along my sensitive pussy walls. It was being a part of him again.

“I’ve missed you,” I said on a sigh.

“I’m here, baby. Right here.” He levered up on his hands as his pace picked up. “But I’m so fucking close…I’m sorry I can’t wait…”

“Don’t wait.” I wrapped my legs around his hips and gripped his shoulders with my hands. “Don’t hold back.”

A growl tore from his throat. He pushed back on his knees and grabbed my hips. He pistoned in and out of me, harder, faster. His face contorted into a mixture of pain and pleasure. For the first time in longer than I could remember, I felt sexy and beautiful as my man lost himself in me.

“Baby I’m gonna come…baby I’m gonna come…” he chanted.

He had me nearly on the edge as well.

“Touch yourself. Take me over,” he said on a harsh breath.

I flicked my index finger on my clit, letting my third finger press against his dick as it slid in and out of my pussy. It was erotic and just what I needed. Pleasure imploded and then burst out. My hips bucked up as my pussy seized, gripping onto Brayden.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” he said throwing his head back as he rammed inside me and ground his hips. Liquid heat filled my

womb and the beauty and power of it brought tears to my eyes.

We rode out the wave of intense sensation until he collapsed on me.

His breath was harsh as he said, “Please tell me I didn’t hurt you.”

“No.” I gripped him, not wanting him to move off of me. Ever.

“You’re crying.” He leaned over and kissed a tear on my cheek.

“They’re happy tears. Overwhelmed with emotion tears.”

He slid his hands under my shoulders and rested his weight on his forearms. “I promise I won’t let us get away again, Terra. If it seems like I am, tell me. You and the kids are everything to me.”

I nodded. “I promise too.” Even as I said the words, I knew that this promise was made in the heat of the moment. It wasn’t like we’d set out to have trouble in our marriage. It was the dailiness of our lives that had gotten in the way. That hadn’t changed. He’d still work. I’d still take care of the home and kids. The only difference now was that I was sick. It was even possible that my time was limited. So if we were to keep our promises, we’d need to be diligent about being present.

He dipped his head and kissed one and then the other nipple. “If these have to go, I’ll miss them, but I can pleasure you in other ways.”

“Oh?” I quirked a brow.

He gave me his wicked grin. “I’ll show you.” He pushed himself down my body, settling his shoulders between my thighs. “Why hello Miss Pussy.”

“That’s Mrs. Pussy to you.”