Izzy took a quick shower last night after we ate and put on one of my T-shirts afterward. This worked out well for me because I have much easier access than I did when she was wearing jeans. I practically whimper when I discover she didn’t put her panties back on either. Her pussy is wet. The moisture immediately clings to my fingers, calling to me. I shudder as I imagine licking her until she comes on my tongue and all over my face. I bring her leg up so that it’s draped back against my thigh, allowing me more access to play with her perfect pussy. Immediately, I begin searching out her hard, pulsating clit that’s dying for attention. I circle around it, spreading her juices against it, and I’m rewarded instantly by her moan.
“Caleb.”
“I’ll stop if you tell me to,” I promise, my body vibrating. “I know I said I wouldn’t, but fuck, Isolde, you kept grinding your ass against my cock. I almost came all over your ass more times than I can count,” I confess, my voice hoarse with desire.
“That’s why I did it. I wanted you to come on me,” she whimpers.
“Shit, baby. You can’t say that to me right now. I need you to tell me to stop, so I can keep my promise to you.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” she whispers. “I want you. I’ve missed you so much.”
I go completely still for a minute as I digest exactly what Izzy just said. Then, I reach over and cup the side of her face, turning her head to look at me. “Please, Isolde. Tell me you’re not just doing this to get me to let my guard down. Tell me you’re not planning on leaving me again. I’d rather just let you walk away now than have that happen. I think it would kill me.”
“I don’t want away from you. If that had been it, I would have left while you were snoring last night. I love you, Caleb. I need you to fuck me.” She presses her lips against mine, and I take her kiss, letting her stay in control. That’s not something I normally like, but right now it feels like the sweetest kiss I’ve ever had. “Caleb, we have stuff to work out, but if you’re crazy enough to risk spending your life in jail to claim me, I’m crazy enough to admit that it turns me on. I’ll also confess that I’ve ached for you every day since I drove away that night at the hospital. I knew I was making a mistake, even as I did it. I’m just stubborn.”
“Jesus, Isolde,” I breathe.
“I love you, Caleb,” she finally says, and the world around me erupts in light so bright that it sears my soul.
She loves me.
I let out a victory growl that’s torn from my body. Then, I take her mouth in a hard, punishing kiss—telling her without words that I love her just the same. When I pull back, I know there are tears sliding down my face, but I don’t bother trying to hide them. I don’t feel shame. This is my woman. My purpose.
“I was so fucking scared it was over, Isolde—terrified that I’d lost you forever.”
“Caleb,” she whimpers, her lips moving to my jaw and kissing me there.
“I love you so much, gorgeous.”
“I love you, too. But we are going to have a serious discussion about you drugging me. Never again. What if I had been pregnant, Caleb?” she asks.
Her words cause a flash of shock to hit me in my core. It’s quickly followed by happiness and pleasure so clean and true that it robs me of my breath for a second. Finally, I’m able to function and ask the question that keeps repeating in my head. “Are you?”
“No, but you didn’t know that.”
“I didn’t, but I did ask Doc to make sure that whatever we gave you wouldn’t hurt you in any way,” I explain lamely as she wipes away my tears.
“That’s not good enough. If you want to be a caveman, then storm in and throw me over your shoulder. That way we can fight until we finally tear each other’s clothes off,” she suggests.
I can’t stop the grin that fills my face. “I can get down with that,” I respond, practically purring.
“Good. Now, shut up. I’ll think of your punishment later for pulling this bullshit, but right now, I really need you inside me.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I'll always give you exactly what you want. All you have to do is ask.”
“Well, I’m asking, Candy-boy.”
He laughs. “Fuck, I’m in trouble. I’ve even missed you calling me that.”
She giggles in response as I adjust her leg and slip mine between hers. Then, I slip into her body from behind. Instantly her hot depths close around my cock, sucking it deeper inside and squeezing me so tight that it’s the sweetest form of torture I could ever imagine. I keep a hand pressed on her stomach, holding her tightly against me as I begin to rock slowly in and out of her body, setting a steady rhythm that is unlike anything we’ve ever shared before. This joining is hot and erotic, but there’s no sense of urgency—no driving need for completion. What we’re doing together right now is emotional and full of love. We’re making love and promising forever to one another. There are no words. Our bodies do the talking.
I close my eyes to the onslaught of emotion, and only three words hit me over and over. I stare into her beautiful eyes and smile. “This is forever.”
She smiles back at me and there are tears in her eyes now. “Forever,” she whispers.
Izzy turns her head away from me. I instantly miss the eye-to-eye contact. She reaches behind her to pull my head down to her neck. I suck on her heated flesh, nibbling as I increase the strength and speed of my thrusts. I continue to hold her tightly to me and use my other hand to keep playing with her breast.
“Your slick cunt feels so good. Fucking you is like coming home. You were made for me, Isolde.”
