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We both groan loudly as he slides inside and fills me up.
"So wet. So tight. Fuck!" He slams me down on his dick as he thrusts up from below. We crash together in a delicious rub.
He paces each stroke at first, turning his head to the side and slightly spreading his lips like he's in rapture.
As another climax brews inside me, he kicks it up to high speed and he's slamming me up and down, filling me and then sliding out again. The sweat between our bodies provides slick lube and I love that he's finally let go of his self-control. His primal instincts come out like when he fights and he's totally honestly himself.
My orgasm builds and bursts from deep in my soul with a loud grunt. He looks me in the eye as he pushes and tugs my hips how he wants them. I'm still riding the wave of my orgasm when his head falls back, his hands squeeze into my hips and he drives up deep inside. So deep I can feelit in my heart. He groans long and rough through it and I force my eyes open so I can take it all in.
We're both breathing loud and heavy as I collapse on top of him. He rolls me to my back and kisses my ear, all the while keeping our connection and slowly stroking to drag every last drop of my orgasm out of me. Finally, I shiver and sigh as it leaves me.
"Holy shit. You're phenomenal, my Mila."
My Mila.
He pulls out and lays next to me with his hand over my waist and his face near my neck. He didn't even get up to toss the condom, but I don't care. I love this moment with him in his bed. I'm his Mila. He's claimed me in an honest, natural way and it's pure bliss.
When I open my eyes and look over his shoulder, my hand rests on the sea serpent twining around the sculpted muscles of his back.
Everything we were has blended into something unfamiliar, untried, and completely preordained. If this is love, I can't comprehend how anyone can deny it or leave it to wither. It's like a precious artifact to be esteemed and protected. Soon, we'll have to share this with the outside world, but for right now, Foster and I can hoard this moment and harvest the memories for later. Maybe someday we'll have a bookshelf and a hardback book with a tattered gray-and-yellow slipcover.
My childhood bracelet slips down my wrist, reminding me of his sweet confession about getting thrown in the pool. There's been something on my mind I've wanted to tell him since he showed up at my birthday.
"You didn't have to change for me," I say in a lazy tone.
"Hmm?" The tenderness in his olive eyes warms my tummy.
"This apartment. A suit. Befriending my dad. I wanted you without all this."
He squeezes my hip and doesn't reply. After a minute he props his head up and looks me in the eye. "No matter how we got here. You're mine now. Not losing you again."
I nod and he kisses me, sealing the deal. I'll take it. I'm happy to be his.
***
The next morning, we share a quiet breakfast together with lots of sweet touches, smiles, and kisses. After breakfast, he hands me a small box. "This is a new phone for you."
I take it and turn it over in my hands. "For me?"
"For us. I'm the only one who has the number. You use it for me only. If anything happens, you need me, I'm here."
I like that he was thinking of me, even before last night when I came over. "Okay, thank you."
I kiss him on the lips. "I should get back now."
"Can I see you tomorrow?" he asks.
"I'll find a way," I reply.
"Good."
Chapter 17 Ditch Plains
Foster
After weeks of sneaking around, I'm done. I've memorized every curve, dimple, and bend of Mila's body. She's mine and I'm not letting her go. She's branded my soul and I want her close to me forever.
I'm waiting for her when she knocks at the door in the morning.
