Love Survives (Love's Suicide #2)(118)

I was speechless, unable to move a single inch. Of course I heard her, I just couldn’t begin to express how thankful I was.

I fell back onto the bed and began to laugh. I have no idea what made me do it. I supposed I was so delighted that I couldn’t control what I was feeling. Tears streamed down my cheeks, not because I was sad. I was elated, flabbergasted, utterly overwhelmed.

Kat stood up and grabbed me, shaking me as if I’d gone mad.

“Are you okay? Is it the affair? Do you want to talk about it?” I found it more funny that she assumed something was wrong. Finally everything was right.

“I can’t be mad about something that we had no control over. I’ve never been one to live in the past, not when I knew you were always my future.”

“Come again?” It was silly that she needed me to repeat myself since I’d been telling her the same lines our whole lives.

“I said that you are my future and I’ve always known it, well felt is a better word.”

When she leaned forward to kiss me, I pulled her against my body. In that moment I didn’t want to let go. Unlike every other time we were together, I could feel her finally giving me all of her. It was as if she’d finally been given a reason to stop fighting the inevitable. Our future was set in stone. Nothing could steer us away, not anymore.

We kissed like teens making out for the first time without their parents being home. With each slip of her tongue, with every movement of my hands across her skin, I got excited. My palms were sweaty, and even though we were on the bed, I felt dizzy. This wasn’t just a passionate embrace. It was taking everything in me to go slow when all I wanted to do was get her naked.

This was my Katy, my Kat. Every inch of her belonged to me. She owned my heart, my soul, and everything else I could give her. She wasn’t just the mother of our daughter. She was going to carry all of our children. There wouldn’t be a moment in our future where she would have to worry that I’d leave because it would never happen. Wherever I went, she’d be there at my side. I finally felt something that I’d waited my whole life to experience.

Secure and stable.

There was nothing but content pouring into each of our kisses, and I think she felt it as well. Our minds and bodies were in complete sync. It was beautiful, and in no time at all, I was undressing her. She helped me lift the white undershirt over her head. The two last things to go were her panties and bra.

Then Kat began unbuttoning my dress jacket. One by one the fabric loosened while she teased me with her wet lips. My t-shirt came off next, and as soon as it left my head, I felt her fingernails coursing up my naked chest.

I cupped her breasts, taking one nipple into my mouth and sucking on it. Kat leaned back, using her hands to unfasten my belt and then my pants. With little effort I shoved my boxers down, eager for what was to come afterwards.

While Kat removed her panties from her ankles, I directed her back onto the bed. She climbed on top of me, straddling my erection as if she needed no assistance to position it at her entrance.

I played with her hair, taking a few strands and covering her breasts with it. She looked so damn sexy. I couldn’t help but to ask for a reminder. “Tell me you’re mine.”

She leaned down and teased me with her sultry lips once again. “I belong to you, I always have and I always will.” She traced my tattoo, looking down as she finished. “And you belong to me.”

I ran my hands on both sides of her arms and started moving her body into a steady pace. Kat tickled my chest with her nails, crossing over my nipples with the palms. Right away they were stimulated by her touch. She leaned forward licking each of them while leaving a trail of wet saliva when she pulled away.

I gasped and threw my head back, forcing myself to stay collected. Kat pulled away with an ornery grimace on her face. She knew she was making me crazy, and I didn’t want it to stop.

Then, after our lips separated from another tongue-filled kiss, She leaned back, giving me ample space to reach down and feel her slickness. She was prepared and hungry for what was about to fill her. I took ahold of my stiff erection and taunted her there, making sure to spread her juices over her sensitive clit. Her body bucked before I thrust inside of her, filling her with so much more than a hard cock. We’d been struggling, and this was an end to it all. This makeup session was all about getting over the hurdles and giving in to what we knew was right.

Our connected bodies converged, moving amidst a steady rhythm. I was lost in her, succumbing to the pure fact that this was all finally mine. With every grind, slip, and even halt, I was captivated by her body. Her essence beckoned me, satiating my hunger to have her in every way possible. She was what I’d wished for in my darkest of days. She was the last missing piece to my puzzle. I’d found my forever and knew for certain that she’d never slip away from me again. This pivotal moment in our relationship would stand out amongst the others. This was the night that everything significantly changed for us.

We made love: beautiful, debauched love, christening our new life and future. Her serious stare only intensified the moment as I filled her with intoxicating passion. Hot sweat rolled down the skin between her breasts as she continued riding me. I held onto her hip and used my other hand to gently rub her clit, guiding her body into a generous orgasm. As her walls tightened around me her release felt so fierce, like it contained years of pent up hostility. Rather than give her time to come down from her lustful high, I flipped us over. Kat began stroking me, making me want to slip right back inside of her. I was on the brink of losing it, desperate to satisfy my salacious appetite. I teased her with my tongue, forcing her to fight to touch it with hers. Her inviting lips begged to be kissed, and I happily obliged.