HAPPY FOREVER AFTER

His breath escaped in a long hiss and then she slid down, resheathing him all over again.

“You drive me crazy,” he muttered.

She smiled, clearly satisfied with his admission.

He savored the feel of her much smaller hands engulfed by his. They held on tightly as she began a slow, rhythmic ride. Their gazes locked. They never looked away, never broke eye contact as she made love to him, driving him closer and closer to ultimate release.

Emma expelled a pent up breath as he stretched her, as the sweet burning of her body molding to him became the single thought on her mind.

He reached for her breasts and she covered his hands with hers as he massaged her breasts, and she continued rocking her hips in a steady rhythm, tossing her hair over one shoulder, it became a curtain over their hands, over her breast.

He loved her hair, she knew that, and he still did, because he took a chunk of it and roped it around his hand, gently exploring the texture.

The thumb of his other hand dipped between her legs to massage her clit, and she forgot everything but that incredible building of pressure. Her pace quickened more as his cock probed deeper and deeper inside her, as her body coiled tighter and tighter until she knew she was only moments from climax.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

And then he stopped. Stilled her hips with his hands, hovering half in and half out of her.

“Not so fast, baby” he whispered, his own voice strained enough that she knew exactly the sort of self control he possessed.

She leaned forward and whispered. “Finish what you’ve started.” she smiled at him as she said it and he grinned at her.

He flexed his cock inside her, creating a frenzy of sensation in her nether regions. “Was just trying to make it last for you, baby. Unlike the first time” he said. He felt his hands tremble at the effort of restraining himself. His desire for Emma was like a force of nature, a cresting wave he could do nothing to stop, but had only to jump on and ride to shore.

“It’s okay” She said as she began to move again. “I want you to cum”

She grabbed his hands just like she had before and started to move again. He didn’t stop her this time. Couldn’t actually. He just watched her as she made love to him. Her breaths grew more rapid and erratic. Her face became flushed and she tightened around him. She was close. He was closer. But he was determined to take care of her first.

It took every ounce of his concentration. His body strained. He was rigid, painfully rigid, and then she pulsed and went wet around him. Her body shuddered.

He pulled her down, holding her as he took control of their movements. He stroked and caressed her, kissing her hair, murmuring to her how beautiful she was.

As the last of her orgasm rolled through her body, his began. Through it all, their fingers remained entwined, their hands clasped.

He brought their hands to rest between them, against their chests, over their hearts, as he surged upward, his mind numb, his body awash with the sweetest of pleasure.

She collapsed over him, going limp as she nuzzled against his neck. She kissed him just below the ear and he smiled at the sweetness of the gesture.

He missed her affection. Missed the way she had always seemed to be touching him or kissing him or just offering him a smile.

He’d missed her. But she was here now and he was so happy.

All he had to do now was to find a way to make sure she didn’t leave again. He didn’t think for a minute that sex was a fix all for a relationship. It wasn’t even a good bandage.

He knew it wasn’t going to be easy. There has been too much mistrust and hurt between them, but somehow they had found their way back. He wouldn’t allow himself to think any differently.

She was his. She carried his child. To him, that made things simple. She belonged with him. She needed him to take care of her. He wanted to take care of her.

He stroked her hair and willed himself not to become embroiled in the past. He’d promised himself-and her-that he would put everything behind him.

“I’m sorry” he heard Emma whisper. He pulled her gently away from him so he could look at her.

“Sorry about what?” he asked, clearly confused.

“I never apologized for what happened with your brother. I know we decided to let things go but I should also apologize for the part I played.. In everything that went wrong between us.” she said.

Daniel sighed. “It’s okay, Emma. You don’t have to -”

She interrupted him. “Yes, I should. I should have let you handle things like you said and I can’t let you take all the blame for everything that went wrong between us. I was unreasonable sometimes, I couldn’t let go of the hurt and I took it out on you so many times. I want you to know that I’m sorry about everything I did wrong. It’s important that we both fix our mistakes and accept our flaws if we want to move forward. And I want to, Daniel. I want to move forward with you… Because I love you… I always have.”

He smiled as she said the words, unable to hide his happiness. It was written all over his face. He pulled her closer and kissed her passionately.

“Oh, Emma,” he said huskily. “I was beginning to wonder if I would ever hear you say those words to me again. I feared I had killed it”

“I never stopped,” She whispered in his ear.

“I love you too, Emma, baby,” he said. “I love you from the bottom of my heart. With every part of me” He reached for her stomach and rubbed her bump. “I love both of you… And I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you both just how much. I’m so lucky to have you. I’m right here. And I won’t lock you out again”

Emma chuckled and kissed his throat.