“Sexy,” she whispered, “hot.”
I smiled, knowing she was repeating my words from moments ago. With each stroke, I could feel her growing wetter.
“You don’t play fair.” She tried to keep her breath even but failed. “Stop teasing.”
“What are you talking about?”
I chuckled when she widened her eyes, and the surprised look shifted quickly to a scowl. “Don’t play games, Rhett.”
I lifted my hips, and I knew by the look on her face she thought I was getting up. But before she had the chance to mouth off or give me even more hassle, I thrust forward and was met with nothing but acceptance. AJ was completely worked up; her legs wrapped around my waist, she hooked her ankles behind me and used them to her advantage. She was hungry, and it showed in the way her own hips lifted to meet each thrust of my own.
AJ and I never had a problem getting so lost in one another, completely overtaken by the way each made the other feel. It was never just a physical connection with her; I swear I felt like we became one each time we were intimate. Almost like she’d managed to climb inside of me and overtake the nerves within me. It was so hard to explain the things she made me feel. I just knew I had never in my life felt so many things at once. I was also never so lost that even thinking straight was impossible.
“Yes,” she moaned as her back arched up off the bed, and her hips continued to shift only faster as she was desperately seeking her release. The way she began to tighten around me, her mouth falling slack as her fingernails dug into my back—it was the best kind of hurt I’d ever felt. “I’m so close.” And she was. She pulsated around me, making it next to impossible for me to hold back.
The second I felt her grip my cock, I was done. My thighs tensed, and I drove into her with one hard thrust after the other. Fuck, I felt like my head was going to explode from the pleasure I felt.
When I thought back to the time I wasted avoiding what AJ felt, the times I would see her around, and all the places I’d gone or the games—when I would catch her watching and choose to say nothing—I could kick myself. It was time I could’ve had with her, time I couldn’t get back. This woman had managed to piece me back together, showing me what that deep, indestructible kind of love felt like.
“I love you,” I said breathlessly into the crook of her neck.
We remained in the same position, me poised between her thighs, still buried inside of her. Her legs hooked around my waist, my face tucked perfectly against her shoulders. The two of us taking one calming breath after another as she mindlessly combed her fingers through the hair at the back of my neck.
Nothing had ever been more perfect.
“I love you too,” she finally added, her voice a hoarse whisper.
I couldn’t even tell you how much time had passed as we lay there simply holding on to one another. I’d started to doze off, feeling more relaxed than I had in days, but with AJ, that was always so easy. She wasn’t just the woman I loved, the one carrying my child, she was my best friend too. She always managed to make everything feel better, and on most occasions, she didn’t have to say anything in order to do so. It was her just being with me, curled up at my side or sleeping in my arms, and that alone made everything feel right.
“Not that I don’t love how we are right now,” she whispered near my ear, “it's just that my legs are numb, and I think they may actually be stuck in the position they’re in.”
I chuckled at the thought and lifted my head from her shoulder to look at her. “It would definitely be difficult to function with you wrapped around my waist, not to mention a little embarrassing in front of the older folk in our lives.”
She rolled her eyes and I tickled her side, feeling her body instantly tense around my dick. “You keep moving around like that, we’ll be going for round two real soon.” And what did she do? She bit her fucking lip and shifted her hips.
“Now who’s teasing?”
“Who says I’m teasing?” She arched her brow in a challenging manner, and that alone was all I needed.
“You better hold on tight.” I gripped her waist and sat back just enough to turn her around. “Legs apart,” I told her, using my knee to nudge hers wider. I think I may have actually whimpered when not only did she part her legs wide, but she arched her ass up and everything came into view. And I do mean everything.
“Fuck, you are gonna kill me.”
She giggled into the pillow and I moved forward, sliding inside of her slow and deep. When she moaned, the muffled sound pleased me. I was the luckiest damn guy, I swear it.
***
I came home and walked down the hall, hearing the sound of the shower running and the soft hums of AJ. It was always the same, the radio on the vanity playing her favorite country station, and she sang along to the words, humming the tune in between.
Without a second thought, I started to strip in the hallway, dropping clothes onto a pile on the floor. I had a whole new respect for my girl after last night. We sat down with our families, all of them gathered in my Gran’s kitchen, and shared the news of our pregnancy. There were a few concerned
