Everything tensed. Each muscle braced itself for a release that was about to turn my body inside out. My balls tightened, my dick harder, bigger and then I erupted inside her, heard her scream, heard my own cry.
Erratic. Movements, words, my heartbeat. Erratic.
Only my forearms stopped me from crushing her. I kissed her, sucking her bottom lip, biting softly. Her breath deepened and slowed, legs still wrapped around my waist, my dick still deep inside her, our cum leaking out.
“Don’t move yet.” She whispered he words.
“Don’t think I can.” Speech was pretty difficult too. I shifted my weight to one side, keeping inside her, keeping her legs wrapped around me. With anyone else, I’d been happy to have some distance after sex, but with Wren I craved it. She buried her head into my chest.
“Let’s not do three weeks again. I’m pretty sure we created a new fault line with that.”
“Let’s keep it to a minimum. Say while we’re at work.” I knew damn well what that hinted at.
She chuckled. “I need to find somewhere to live.”
“Here.”
“Callum…” Her eyelids were heavy. “Talk about it later. Tomorrow. There’s no rush.”
She fell asleep curled in my arms. I kept awake, watching her, the steadiness of her breath reminding me that she was real. This was how my father had felt about Marie.
That was what brought him back to life from being lost.
His Wendy.
* * *
Neither of ushad any reason to get up early the following day. We were both due back at the zoo in another couple of days, but for now we could nurse our jet lag and get used to the idea of being back in England. Tomorrow I needed to visit the farm for myself and make a final decision whether to purchase it or whether to look for another property. The end would be the same.
Roots.
I checked my phone for messages and emails, half expecting to see Seph walk naked through the lounge, a habit he’d resurrected since living here. There was never a time when you expected to see your brother’s junk. And I didn’t want Wren seeing it.
There were, as always, a stream of messages from the family group chat. I opened it with a mixture of curiosity and fear.
Ava:Does anyone have a floor nailer? I realise this is a stupid question to ask my family of academics.
Payton:Do we need to talk to Eli about nailing you? : )
Maxwell:Do we need to talk to Payton about appropriate remarks? You’re creating images I don’t need.
Seph:At least you’re not having to bleach your ears.
Claire:Do tell, favourite brother.
Seph:I see I’m your favourite when you want something.
Claire:Just like I’m YOUR favourite when YOU want something. Why do you need to bleach your ears?
Ava:Before we get into this, does anyone have a floor nailer? I don’t actually expect it, because you wouldn’t have any room with all the law books, but could you just confirm.
Owen:I’ve got one. It’s at the Covent Garden store.
Claire:Back to why you need your ears bleaching, Joseph, now Owen has helped Ava with her nailing.
Eli:More than happy to describe other types of nailing…
Maxwell:Remember we can still terminate your contract, buddy.
