Her body trembled, and she shouted his name. When her legs went limp, he climbed up over her. Gently, he held her strong and released her elbows from underneath her, then laid her head on the ground.
“Are you ready for me, my love?”
Biting her bottom lip, she said, “Yes, Sam. I want you inside of me. I need you to fill me up.” She arched her hips up against his cock, sliding down his hard ridge.
“We can go slow later, but for now, I need you.” He wanted to watch her. “I want to feel you come all along my cock. I’m going to coat you inside and own you.”
“You already do. I’m yours.”
“And I’m yours, Mimi.”
“Mmm…” She smiled warmly and pulled her leg over his hip. He grabbed her leg and put it over his shoulder instead.
When he slid his cock into her, he groaned at the heat. The comfort. The peace. This was home. This was everything. She was everything to him. “That’s the slowest I can go, my love.”
“I don’t need slow. I just need you.”
He thrust into her, moving her up the rug. “Hold onto me.”
She reached up and tangled her hands into his hair. And he thrust into her again all the way to the hilt. Bottoming out, his sack grew tight. A tingle flared up his spine and his legs began to tremble.
Mimi was more than he could have ever dreamed. He had never felt this captivated before. She was clenched around him, not letting go. She could suck him dry and fill his cup at the same time. Theirs would be a relationship for the ages. Loving. Competing. Filling. Completing each other.
Her hands were all over him, exploring, gripping. He kissed her, with their tongues clashing, devouring each other. He couldn’t get enough.
The sensations were overwhelming and building. He could feel himself about to explode, but he wanted to hang on to please her one more time.
“Sam!” she shouted, sitting up, clinging to his shoulders. “Uhhh…yes…Sam!” He thrust into her again, hitting that spot in hopes she would wring him dry. Her insides clenched around him, shuddering. He thrust one more time. Another scream, a whimper. Her head was resting against his shoulder. She was sucking on his neck.
And then he felt that last fearless squeeze and he let himself go. He grunted and held her firmly against his body. He would never let her go. Ever.
Epilogue
“I’m still shockedthat we got married before Joan and James,” Mimi said, stroking Sam’s hair. There was no fantasy that could beat this. The most handsome man she had ever met was wrapped around her, physically, emotionally, spiritually. She knew him better than anyone else, and she loved him. More than that, he knew her fully and loved her.
He had hauled her off in his arms more times than should be allowed in one lifetime, and he had truly swept her off her feet, starting right after she had rescued Rex. Best choice she ever made.
But facing her fears had always been her best choice, she just never knew the depths of fears she would have to face. With each choice she made, she knew it was right. It was always right to choose love over fear. Fear locked a person down while love freed a person up.
“I’m still shocked that it only took one day for Rex to like you better than he likes me.” He wrapped his hand around her thigh and stroked her. “He’s a traitor.”
“Of course he likes me better. I saved his life.”
“I wouldn’t go that far.”
She swatted his shoulder as he conceded, “All right, you saved his life. He did have a limp for a day.”
“Thank God he’s all right now.”
“After seeing you with that first dog, I never would have thought you would overcome your fears so quickly.”
“Oh, I haven’t completely overcome my fears. But I love Rex. He’s the best dog in the whole world.”
“Of course he is. He’s mine.”
Mimi laughed. “That must be it.” She placed a soft kiss on his cheek. “When are we going to have that rematch on the arm wrestle?”
“I didn’t think that was something we were ever going to do.”
