For Liberty: A Red Hot and BOOM! Story
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“I love you too. I need you... inside me... right now,” I nearly growl as I lose all patience and control.
“A little impatient, are we? What? Do you think it’s your birthday or something?”
Oh, he is such an infuriating tease.
“Yes, very impatient.” I begin to pant as I thrust my hips and grind my slit against his length. “And you better damn well please the birthday girl, Mr. Becker.”
He lets out a low chuckle at my insistence. Pressing his heat further into me, he lets his mouth fall next to my ear. “So does that mean I get to divvy out the birthday spankings too?”
I nearly lose it with his seductive words. “If it means you’ll make love to me, then yes.”
As my serious tone sinks in, his lips land softly on mine in an explorative, loving kiss of passion while covering every inch of my skin with reverent caresses. Each brush of his fingers against my body feels like sparks licking my skin with intensity.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says with an infuriatingly handsome grin. His hand grazes down my side, over my hip, and hooks gently beneath my leg, guiding me open for him. “Now, wrap those long, sexy legs around me and look into my eyes.”
Doing just what he says, I reach between us and use my fingers to guide him—exquisitely slow—losing all connections with the earth as he buries himself deep inside me.
Chapter Ten
Maximus
Pressing myself against her entrance, I can’t help but groan as I sink deep into her heat.
“Damn, Lib. You feel so wonderful.”
“Mmm,” she moans as soon as my length fills her completely. The feeling of being inside her once again is so therapeutic and heavenly that I can’t help but mirror her sounds of ecstasy.
As I begin to move in and out of her with measured control, fireworks continue to light up the room with their fiery glow. With the little bit of illumination, I am able to see her beautiful face while I gently make love to her.
Pressing my forehead to hers, I look deep into her eyes and pick up the pace. Grabbing my bicep with one hand and the back of my neck with the other, she holds me steady against her while we move together with a tantalizing rhythm. I stare at her, watching her, while I attempt to make her feel like the most cherished girl in the world.
“Oh God, Libby,” I whisper, a breathless plea.
“Max,” she gasps as she tightens around me. Her slick walls constricting nearly make me lose my control. With my forehead pressed to hers while I move, she suddenly throws her head back and writhes beneath me—her eyes squinting shut as she explodes around me.
I wasn’t expecting her to come again so quickly, but the feel of her release making her tremble, the knowledge that she’s falling apart in my arms, brings me near the brink. Just watching her face contort with ecstasy is nearly enough to do me in. Not wanting to come too soon, I slow my pace marginally and continue watching her reactions as her orgasm lingers.
The feel of her walls contracting around my cock as she climaxes is pure rapture. I carefully examine her as she twitches and writhes, the sight bringing me closer and closer to my own release.
With the last few shudders of her orgasm pouring through her, she opens her eyes, her post-climactic stare boring into me. Clawing at my face, she mouths the words, I love you.
Seeing her so full of pleasure and feeling her pussy milk my hard length has me exploding before I’m ready.
Unable to keep my eyes open while my climax assaults me, I throw my head back and tremble over her as each jolt of my release courses through me. The fact I spent over fourteen months wishing I could touch her just once more makes my orgasm assault me with a vengeance, impatient to be freed.
I never take my gaze off her as a low grunt emanates through the air and I still inside her. My fingers dig into her soft skin, holding on for dear life as I climax with a vengeance. My body tenses and jerks as I come, filling her with every last drop I have. I can feel each beat of her heart pulsating around my cock through her core.
Before my arms begin to shake uncontrollably, I climb off and settle beside her, laying a reverent peck on her cheek in the process. What this girl does to me is beyond words, and I love how all these amazing feelings have taken over my heart.
The popping and sizzling sounds of the fireworks increase outside, bringing our attention to the sky just beyond the open doors. During the grand finale, I say, “Happy birthday, my beautiful Liberty.”
A sudden crying noise wakes me up from a dead sleep, and my battle instincts kick in. Jerking awake, I notice Libby wrapped tightly around my body, and the feel of her skin against mine makes me smile.
“It’s just the baby,” she says, her sleepy voice mumbling into the crook of my neck. “He always wakes up before the damn sun.”
“Shh, you stay here and rest. I’ll go see the little guy,” I offer, deciding I won’t take no for an answer. My heart rate increases tenfold as an idea pops into my head.
“Really, Max, I—” My finger cuts her off as I sit up and look for my bag of clothes that Libby dug out of the closet for me.
“No worries. I want to. You’ll be able to hear me through the monitor if I have to scream for help, okay?”
She nods and smiles, but I can tell her thoughts are riddled with doubt. Little Max’s cries turn into wails as he continues to call for attention.
Spotting my bag across the room, I make a show of grabbing some boxers and a pair of shorts, all while checking on the shiny stone I snuck into my pocket yesterday.
I feel confident as I peek my head into the baby’s room and see he is staring at the door expectantly, waiting for his mommy to come get him. His cries soften a bit when he sees me, but it’s not until I pick him up that he stops crying completely, deciding my nose is much more interesting than a few tears.
Even though I held him quite a bit yesterday, I still feel awkward as I lightly bounce him and carry him over to the little table where the diapers are. While laying him down on the plush surface, little Max looks at me like I have three heads.
“What? I watched your mommy do this many times yesterday. If I can trek through the mountains of Afghanistan, I sure as hell can change a little bitty diaper, right bud?”
Yeah, easier said than done, I think as I examine the tabs along his little, teeny hips. He stares at me and starts thrashing and kicking his legs, making it obvious he’s getting impatient with my slow progress.
“Okay, here we go,” I say to him as I rip off both tabs and open the diaper. Just pee, thank Christ.
Pulling it out from beneath his butt, I look around for the trashcan. If I remember correctly, Libby used this confounded contraption that twists the diapers up. Aww, hell. I give up almost immediately and toss the diaper to the other side of the table, figuring Libby can tell me what the frack to do with it later.
My eyes roam my surroundings to try and find the clean diapers.
“Ah hah!” I say, startling the little half-naked boy lying in front of me. His tiny body jerks, but his big, blue eyes never leave mine.
“You better put that diaper on him quick before he pisses all over you,” a voice says from the doorway. I look up and see Libby, wearing nothing but my t-shirt, leaning up against the doorjamb.
Damn, she looks sexy in my shirt.
Looking back down at little Max, I make quick work of putting a new diaper on him. It’s all kinds of crooked, and I know I totally butchered it by the look on Libby’s face. But hey, I did it.
Thinking quick, I pull the ring from my pocket and slip it onto one of the baby’s fingers, watching carefully to make sure he doesn’t put it anywhere near his mouth.
Picking him up, I carry him over to Libby and say, “Little man here has something for you.”
“Oh yeah?” Walking a bit further into the room, she stops in front of him and coos, “What’cha got there, bud?”
Before I can say anything, she gasps and backs away, putting her hands over her mouth in surprise. Her hands start
to shake as tears well in her eyes. Suddenly, I feel a pang of worry she might say no.
Keeping my son securely in my arms, I take the ring from his finger and kneel in front of the now-sobbing Libby.
“Liberty Marie Dawson, I know what life is like without you, and I never, ever want to live like that again. You and baby Max mean the world to me, and words cannot express how in love I am with the both of you. Please, make me complete... make me whole. Will you marry me?”
My son’s squeal as he lays perched in my arms is enough to make Libby laugh while tears still stream down her face.
“Someone seems to think you should say yes,” I coax, giving Max a peck on his chubby little cheek.
Before I know what’s happening, Libby kneels in front of me and grabs my face with both of her hands. Pressing a wet, chaste kiss to my lips, she nods, her voice catching in her throat for a few moments before she whispers, “Yes.”
I can’t contain the huge-ass grin that is plastered on my face and the relief that courses through my system at the sound of one simple word. Yes. Yes, she’ll marry me.
Placing the ring on her finger, I snake my arm around her torso and rise up off the floor, nearly tackling her with my excitement.
Kissing her tears away, I say, “God, I love you.” Then I turn to the baby and add, “And I love you too, little dude.”
His shriek in response seems to be born more from annoyance than joy, but I don’t care. There ain’t nothing that can bring me down now.
“Since when do you carry a ring around with you?” Libby asks. Even though she phrases it as a joke, I can tell she’s seriously curious how long I’ve been planning this.
“Ahh, I’ve had it for a few months now.”
“Really? For me?” Her question was humorous because, really, who else would the ring be for?
“Always for Liberty.”
The End
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