“Yes,” I panted. I wanted it there, and I wanted it right that second. I needed to come.
I heard his zipper and moaned when I felt him enter me. Drew didn’t worry about going easy. That wasn’t the sensitive hole. He took me rough, fast and hard, and it was just what I needed. I grabbed the side of the desk when his fingers, frantically went at it on my clit. I screamed out in pleasure which sent him spiraling into a mind blowing orgasm with me.
He stayed inside of me, panting and trying to regain control while we both came down.
Once I was finally able to breathe, I turned to him, sliding him out of me.
“I fucking love you,” he said to my lips.
“Good, I love you too and thank you. I needed that.”
“I’m more than happy to assist,” he smiled.
“Stop working for the day,” I begged.
“Can I have twenty minutes?” he asked.
I groaned but gave in, knowing that his twenty minutes was going to be at least an hour.
It was, and I was sitting by the pool with Nick when he came to find us. He took him and sat beside me on the glider.
Marta brought us out coffee and we sat hand in hand with our baby, talking about our trip to the beach house. I smiled as he explained to Nick about treasure hunting, and how the two of them would find him the best sea glass collection ever.
For the first time in my life, I was happy. I was where I was supposed to be, and I couldn’t have asked for a better life. I loved my husband more than life its self, and my baby was the most important thing in my life. I loved Celeste, Alicia, Vincent, my mom, Caroline and even Jason. I don’t think there was anything more in life that could have made me happier.
My nightmares had become few and far between, and when they did creep up, Drew was right there, holding me in his safe, secure arms. Even when he was gone he was always with me. I didn’t even care that wherever he was, he could always see me. He even called in the middle of the night the two times that he had been away, and I woke panicked, sweating and trying to suck in air.
He talked me through both nightmares, and I was glad that he was always there.
“I love you, Drew,” I whispered, contently.
“I love you, Morgan,” he replied with a soft sweet kiss to my hair.
The End