To take whatever I want, how I want, and as deep as I want.
The new space creates a new opening for my fingers as I shove two inside her tight pussy, and mercilessly pump.
I can hear the muffled cries and moans from Meirna’s lips against her palm, and it makes my cock twitch.
Reaching for it, I stroke myself three times to give me some sort of relief, but it doesn’t work. Meirna is soaked and ready for me, and I can’t bring myself to make her come with just my mouth alone.
I need her like I need the ability to function. Every thought I have for the future includes her in it. All the moves I make, whereI’m going to live and operate my business from a state away, has her in mind.
I will spin my world upside down to keep her happy.
Anything she needs to make her happy.
And, at the current moment, I need to be inside her to makemehappy.
Getting back on my knees from behind her, I skip the foreplay of teasing her with my dick and thrust into her pussy, feeling her immediately tighten and clench from the abrupt intrusion.
I wrap an arm around her chest, pulling her upward so that she’s flush against my chest and so I can whisper in her ear, “Just imagine, Daydream, doing this anytime, all the time, as your husband. Worshipping the ground you walk on. Making sure you’re happy and us spending wedding anniversaries together. If you stay with me, I’ll make you the happiest woman alive.”
“I want to move to Boston with you.”
I immediately still on a dime, repeating her words in my head, at least five times before I blurt out, “What?”
Meirna’s chest heaves unevenly against my palm, and mine does the same.
Moving to Boston…
“You’d be leaving Silver Pines behind,” I remind her like a stupid ass because the idea is tonotmake shit harder but easier. “I wouldn’t ask you?—”
“Amanda can handle what needs to be done and make sure it is,” she breathes through several pants. “And I can always visit.”
“Meirna, I was already planning on moving to you. There’s no reason?—”
“Boston to Upstate New York is closer.” She moves a little, falling down on my cock and silently urging me to move. “And I hate the city. There’s nothing there for me personally anymore and…”
I don’t press her for more, just patiently wait for her to be ready as I slowly rock insideher again.
“I want to be with you,” she trembles quietly. “I want a fresh start. I want this, with your mom and Callie. I can start another non-profit. Give me another million for Christmas next year and I’ll do wonders with it.”
“Done.”
She’ll get more from me, but I don’t open the argument because I have plans with what she has on and what I want to do to her body for the rest of the night.
“And I love you, Bronte.”
Fuck.
My hips drive forward, filling her up and forcing a guttural groan to escape my throat.
Meirna’s fingers wrap around my wrist for purchase as I fuck her raw and hard. Every emotion I have and dream put into this because it’s all I wanted.
It’s all I’ve needed.
I couldn’t have imagined this scenario a million times in my head, with how it’s worked out. With Meirna listening and observing. With her taking facts, fiction, and weaving them into what the truth was, and my intentions sitting behind it.
Meirna gasps when I must hit a new spot, making me cover her lips with my hand as I continue to rock and fuck her into not taking the words back.
Boston is home for me, but anywhere she is, I’d make it one, too. And I’m in sheer awe that she’d leaveeverythingbehind to come be with me.
