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The scent lingers in her hair and dusts her soft flesh. I like it. Any scent as long as it’s combined with mine.
“Do you think we can add a greenhouse?” Addie tips back her head on my shoulder, taking her green eyes off the blueprints of our new home to search my face.
I’m already looking at her. My eyes have an inability to notice anything else when she’s there.
She’s my flame. The light that draws me.
“We can add whatever you want,” I tell her, brushing the pad of my thumb over her chin.
She’s in my lap clad in a tiny, white dress with a million purple flowers all over it. The front has a lace up that’s been taunting me for hours to tug loose. But I haven’t. Instead, her hair is brushing my jaw, her tight, sweet ass is on my thighs and my cum is drying between her perfect thighs.
A man really can’t ask for more.
The sun dances in her eyes and glistens in the thick strands she’s twisted into a braid over one shoulder. It’s been an exceptionally scorching summer, but it’s been perfect for laying down the foundation and starting on the walls. Neither of us are in any hurry to get the structure done, both of us agreeing we want to make sure it’s perfect. I think Addie’s excuse isgetting to live across a yard from her mother. The two have been inseparable since we both left our apartments six months ago and returned home — to the pool house — to oversee the construction and plan the wedding.
“How many bedrooms do you think we’ll need?” she asks.
I brush the side of her face with the tip of my nose. “How many babies are you going to give me?”
Addie laughs and kisses my nose. “How many do you want?”
I shrug. “Until you can’t anymore.”
Her laugh deepens. “Jesus, my poor vagina. No, we’re not going for a record here. Why don’t we start with two?”
I nip her bottom lip with my teeth. “Four.”
“Three,” she counters.
“Four.”
“Fine, four.”
“Six.”
She huffs, amusement dancing in her bright eyes. “That’s not how negotiations work, mister. I’ll rescind my offer and go back to two.”
I growl deep in my throat. “Ten.”
“Lord...” She kisses me deep and hard. “Four!”
“Five.”
She rolls her eyes. “Let’s start with one, okay?”
My heart leaps in my chest. “Now?”
“No, not now! We need to finish the house and get married.”
I’m practically vibrating with excitement when flattening my palm over her smooth belly. “After?”
She’s searching my face, her expression full of so much love my chest hurts. “After.”
I kiss her with all the raw happiness brewing up through me. It seems the feeling has been growing stronger with every passing day until I can’t seem to breathe around it.
I would die without her, I realize vaguely. My entire existence hinges on her every breath.
“What?” she says when we pull apart.
