He crawled on top of me, hovering above my body with little effort. He was calm, but the lower half of my body told me what I needed to know. I wrapped my legs around him and brought him down to me, allowing our lips to meet in a fury. He supported his weight with one arm while he wrapped the other around my back and unclasped my bra. With the same hand, he toyed with my breasts meticulously. He worked circles around my nipples as his tongue caressed mine.
I tightened my legs around his hips and guided him downward until he filled me. There was no discomfort as there had been the first time. I released a breathy sigh as he filled me entirely and started thrusting.
The sweet friction caused a building sensation within me. He reached downward and used his fingers to further the pleasure that rolled through my body in waves. It built within me and I twisted my hands in my comforter and arched my back. I cried out as pleasure wracked through every ounce of my body. I continued moving with every one of his thrusts until the sensitivity faded and he roared his finish atop me.
I laid breathless beneath him, and he collapsed to the bed beside me.
He spent long minutes first preparing me for him, then caressing and appreciating every inch of me before moving onto bigger, more satiating things. I knew, from that alone, that he was the one I needed in my life.
Chapter Sixteen
Sylvia sat at my left side and Derrick switched from my lap, to the space in front of my chair. “This looks amazing, Sylvia.” The entire town square was decorated in fairy lights and long strands of flowers. At the front was a stage, advertising numerous local businesses on the front. She had worked for days on the setup, and it was worth it. She couldn’t have done better.
She smiled modestly. “I had a lot of help from the entire town council and the mayor. His kids did the flower ropes by hand using freshly picked wildflowers from a field across from their house. Neat, isn’t it?” Sylvia looked proud of the result, and she had every right to. “The real testament of my skill was convincing the crew to be part of the auction.”
“Most of the crew,” I elaborated.
Sylvia groaned. “I thought you’d be able to get Ethan to do it,” she admitted. “But four out of five isn’t bad at all. I imagine it will raise a little money for the woman’s shelter.”
“Don’t forget about the younger police who volunteered,” I reminded her.
She groaned. “One of them has a mullet.”
I laughed and nodded in agreement. “The one Jones brother should fetch a nice price,” I joked. Everyone in Brunswick knew of the Jones brothers, and I had no doubt many people wanted a piece of them.
“I sure hope so. I warned Garrett that if any bleach blonde bimbos decide to bid for him, I’m taking over and he’s paying for it.”
“I have no doubt Garrett is the luckiest man alive,” I teased.
“Oh, and he knows it.” She winked as the mayor strutted across the stage with a smile.
He was short—no more than 5’6—but bulky. As a heavier set man, his steps echoed as he made his way across the stage and waved at everyone in the audience. He made his way to the microphone. “Hello, hello. Thank you all for coming out this evening.”
The mayor went on to thank various people for their contributions in the event, followed by a list of the things being auctioned. Numerous little baskets spread across the stage, and Sylvia pointed out the gaming basket she and Garret contributed. As the auctioning started, I kept looking around for Ethan who promised he’d be here. I stopped pushing him to be a part of the raffle, but I didn’t think it would be too much for him to be present.
When the mayor held up a basket of toys and a drone, Derrick tugged on my leg. “Please, mommy. I’ve always wanted that.”
I saw him eyeing the basket earlier, but I didn’t pay it much attention. To appease him, I stood and raised my arm at the beginning of bidding, but once the cost exceeded a hundred dollars, I sat down. “Sweetie, it’s expensive. Do you even know what’s in it?” I asked quietly as the bidding continued and the price grew more intimidating.
“I’ve always wanted it,” he begged.
I shook my head. “Maybe if another basket comes up and you want it, we can try. How about that?” Derrick sat on the ground below my feet, crossed his arms, and pouted.
It came as no surprise, and I easily ignored his pouting as the price of the basket exceeded two-hundred and fifty dollars. I checked behind us to make sure Ethan wasn’t standing at the back of the crowd, but I didn’t see him there either. Where was he? Derrick’s pouting lasted far longer than usual as the basket was finally raffled, and he rushed to the stage to examine the others alongside Sylvia.
Sylvia reached forward and grabbed the basket with the drone and electric cars before they each strutted back to me. “No, you didn’t,” I whispered as she sat the basket in front of Derrick, and he dug into it without hesitation.
She shrugged. “It’s the least I can do for my favorite nephew.”
“You better tell her thank you a hundred times for this,” I told Derrick. He rushed to her before opening the basket fully and gave her the biggest, tightest hug he could have mustered.
Sylvia accepted the hug with open arms and sat him back down to explore the basket. Unsurprisingly, he handed me the drone and asked what it was, despite earlier claiming that it was
