“Come baby, give it to me now,” I spoke the words into her tight clenched pussy and she flew apart.
“Dane… Dane…oh…my…g…” She moaned and thrashed as she came and I rode her, working her higher and higher until she crashed and I felt the waves pounding through her. My beautiful girl. Her climax went on and on as my cock pounded with my own heartbeat and need. I carried her through to the end until she drew a long shuddering breath and relaxed. She was fucking beautiful in my arms.
“I love you Abby,” I said as I moved over her and buried my face in her neck. I rested my body gently on hers, my huge cock trapped between our hot slick bodies. “And I love you back,” she said, wrapping her legs around my hips and reaching her hands down to take my desperate cock hostage. She put my huge head to her tight slippery sex. For a moment we locked eyes and felt the joined heartbeat in our wetness and desire and love. Then I tensed, dropping my face to the softness of her breasts and buried myself in hot wet oblivion.
Abby
I woke the next day wrapped in Dane’s strong arms. The light streamed in from the bedroom window and lit Dane’s black hair. I swept it from his eyes and he opened them. He rolled me underneath him and his hard cock pushed into my belly insistently. I kissed him and he pulled at my bottom lip with his teeth.
“I want you again,” he growled into the spot below my ear. I laughed at the tickle and felt the hard proof of his desire against me. He had taken me in the night, and again in the small hours. Instead of dissipating my need, every time with him made my desire grow even stronger. “But I think I may need to let you rest.”
I laughed again and he grinned at me. He was so damn beautiful when he smiled.
“I think maybe I need to catch my breath,” I said teasingly. “And I think you need to feed me.”
“You’re hungry?” His eyes brightened and I smiled. How this man love to feed me.
“I’m hungry. And I need a shower and clean clothes,” I said with my chin thrust forward.
“I think I can manage some of those things,” Dane teased my lips with his. “But I hate to put clothes on that body of yours. I want to look at you,” he said pulling the covers back and shifting his body off mine. He leisurely stroked his fingers along my skin and I tightened inside.
“I want to know where we go from here Abby. I need to know what you want.”
“What I want?” I asked, unsure what he was asking me.
“We can go anywhere in the world.” His eyes were serious. “Anywhere.” He shifted to his side and propped his head on his hand. The other leisurely traced the curves of my hip.
“I’ll always have Lazar’s back if he should need me,” he said as his soft black eyes warmed my skin. “But that’s not the life I want anymore. It’s not the life for you, for us.” He leaned into me, stroking my cheek with his lips. “I want a real life with you, where I know you’ll always be safe. Where I never have to risk losing you again.” His eyes burned into mine. “I can’t ever lose you Abby.”
“You never will Dane. I promise you, you never will.” I put my arms around his huge shoulders and pulled him to me as my heart swelled with love. “And I know where I want you to take me,” I whispered with a smile.
We had breakfast and picked up supplies in the first town we reached. A few hours later, we pulled off onto the long dirt road. We travelled in contented silence, my hand captured in his and resting on his muscled thigh as he drove. We’d been through so much in such a short time, yet I’d never been happier. The only life I wanted was the life I had with Dane. I took a long easy breath and looked at the trees with their turning leaves. The air outside was crisp and fresh. I closed my eyes and sighed with pleasure.
“We’ll walk in from here Abby,” Dane’s voice at my ear opened my eyes. I turned to him and his black eyes glowed with love. He kissed me softly and I melted into him. I felt the rising urgency in his mouth and wrapped my fingers in his hair.
An hour later, we were naked in each other’s arms and light from the campfire was reflecting in his eyes.
“Why here Abby?” he asked as he rolled my nipple in his fingers and looked intently into my eyes. “We could be in Rome, Paris...anywhere.”
“Because this is ours Dane. Just ours. And here you’re mine.”
“I’m yours anywhere,” he said deep in his chest, his eyes lit by his smile. He rolled away from me and reached into the pile of our discarded clothes. He rummaged a moment and shifted back to me. I watched the firelight play in the darkness of his eyes. His skin was glowing bronze. I brushed the black hair off his brow and my eyes fell to the fullness of his wide beautiful mouth. I felt hot liquid desire flood my veins and watched as his eyes grew larger and darker, taking me in.
“I love you Abby, more than I ever knew was possible. My heart beats inside you,” he said, caressing my neck with a warm hand and dropping between my tingling breasts. He took my hand and put it to his hard chest and I felt it pounding. “And yours beats here in mine.”
I heard the hint of his old country in the music of the words and his eyes glittered like black diamonds in the darkness. I caught my breath, my eyes locked to his and the world held still. I watched him watching me as he took my hand into his. He looked at me like I was the beginning and the end of the world.
I felt him slip the ring on my finger before I saw it. When I finally looked down I saw a dark sapphire, glittering like his eyes and surrounded by diamonds. “It was my mother’s,” he said. “My father always said he gave it to the most beautiful woman in the world.” He lifted my hand to his lips. “I’m giving it to the only beautiful woman in the world.”
He moved over me, naked and beautiful, his heavy cock hard and pressing against me. His face shined like the stars in the sky beyond him and the tears ran hot from the corners of my eyes. He leaned his face near to mine and brushed my mouth with his. “I need an answer Abby,” he said against my lips.
“Yes Dane. God yes.” And he was inside me with a single thrust.
I gushed hot and wet as I came on him. The climax was instant and I was lost. He arched and pounded himself inside me, rocking my body, sliding me up the blanket beneath us with each hard thrust. “Marry me Abby. Love me Abby,” he said through his clenched jaw as his cock jolted my body and his hips drove into me.
“Yes...yes...yes…,” I gasped out as I came again and again. Nothing existed in the world then but our bodies and the love that grew between us with every movement. I lost myself in him and as my body exploded in a final burst of ecstasy I felt his cock go even harder and thicker inside me. He ravaged me as I spread my legs wide and took him. He locked his cock high and deep inside me and I felt him flood me with his seed. He pumped into me, rocking my body and holding me in his arms. After an eternity he dropped his face to my throat and I held him as his heart slowed along with mine. “I will love you forever Abby,” he said against my ear.
I held him in my arms and looked into the night sky above him.
“Forever Dane,” I promised. “Forever.”
Epilogue: Abby
“He’s hungry again,” Dane said, the pride evident in his voice. He put little Nicky into my arms and he searched ferociously, snuffling to find my swollen breast. I pulled my sweater aside and he latched on hard. I jumped and gasped and Dane laughed. I would never tire of the sound of my husband’s laughter.
“Like father like son,” I said flashing a teasing eye at Dane as he dropped down beside me in the grass. The sun was warm against my face as I looked down at our son. His hair was light, but his eyes were already dark like his father’s.
We sat in happy silence broken only by the sound of suckling. Dane watched over us as we watched the sun start to drop lower in the sky. We sat on our own land, near the spot in the woods where Nic was conceived. The trees were tall and casting their shadows. The field flowers were beginning to close their petals for the night.
We spend much of our time here, although Dane bought a beautiful house for us in R
oussillon. The lavender fields are heavenly and the woods there remind us of home, but I like being here and closer to my parents. I told them only that I’d met the love of my life. I didn’t think they needed to hear anything more than that. And they forgot any questions they had when I put their first grandchild in their arms and they saw how Dane looked at us both.
We asked Lazar to be little Nicky’s godfather and I watched the man actually blush with pleasure. Dane visits him regularly, but they both know Dane is finished with that life. Nic and I are everything he needs now, as he tells me often when he takes me into his arms…
Even Lazar and I have formed a bond between us. He never forgot that I was there for his son at the end and he stood proudly beside Dane at our wedding. There was an anonymous donation the following day to my favorite art museum in Chicago. A Vermeer, deemed missing for the last hundred years.
“I think it’s time for bed,” Dane said, the sound of his voice warming the cool air around me.
I looked down at our sleeping son in my arms as Dane helped me to my feet. We took our time walking back to the house, the lingering light fading fast. He took Nic from my arms and tucked him into his crib. He’d grown so much in just six short months.
“It’s time we were in bed too,” Dane said against my ear. He lifted me in his arms and carried me to our room. The walls were made of rough hewn wood he had cut himself. I had watched as the sweat had rolled from his muscled back and I’d interrupted his work often enough to pull him down on top of me in the tall grass.
Finally I’m round enough even for him to be pleased. He fed me like a queen during our pregnancy and I haven’t lost my generous curves yet. In fact it might be quite some time before I’m thin again I think, a knowing smile on my face. My stomach reminds me every morning that it’s a secret I can’t keep forever.
Dane strips naked and I quicken with desire as I watch him. Then he sets to work on me, taking my clothes off with an aching slowness that has me soaking wet long before he’s done. My husband loves to look at me, naked and needful. It’s funny I think, and I smile. When I first laid eyes on him I thought he was the end of my whole world. It turned out he was just the beginning.
“Luscious,” he breathes into me as he puts his hands on my hips and guides me into bed. He slips in behind me, spooning me and I feel his powerful erection throb and slide between my wet thighs. I remember his response to my body as I’d rounded with his growing son. How his desire for me had grown even more powerful as I grew large and ripe. I open now and deepen, wet inside and waiting for him to fill me.
He reaches forward and cups my heavy breast in his hand and my nipple seeps. He moves the other hand around the gentle curve of my belly and he sighs with pleasure, surrounding me with his love. My beautiful husband. I smile and feel the vibration in his chest as he speaks softly in my ear.
“This is what I was made for.”
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