She opened her mouth to speak, but I swallowed whatever she might have wanted to say with another deep kiss. I roved my hands over her, tugging at her clothes and discarding mine. Ready or not, I was having her tonight. We could argue about the baby thing later. In the meantime, she was my wife and I had every intention of making her come until we were both completely wasted.
The second I had her naked, I was sinking into her. My love… my whole life. She was everything to me, and this was where I belonged—in her arms, every day of our lives.
I caressed her everywhere, kissing her, whispering in her ear. I loved her so damn much…
My body was on fire for her, responsive to every small touch and reaction between us as I made love to her. I was close and sensed she was too.
“Darren.” Her voice was breathless as she tightened around me.
“Right here, baby.”
I expected her to tell me to go faster or slower or mutter something deliciously dirty.
Instead, she caught my face in her palms. “I’m ready.”
I blinked, trying to get my brain to work. Then my heart started racing faster when I caught her meaning. “Are you serious?”
She nodded, her chest heaving under soft breaths. “I’m ready. Let’s make a baby.”
I closed my eyes and went deeper on my next thrust. “Vanessa…” Her name on my lips was a question and a prayer.
Was she sure? I hoped to God she was, because I wasn’t sure I could stop myself. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I couldn’t when we were this close, when she was wrapped all around me. Goddamn, but I wanted her to be ready.
I was about to ask her again when she brushed her lips over mine.
“Come inside me.”
That was it. I groaned and pumped harder, but I didn’t rush. I held on steady, gazing into her eyes, sensing her climb and waiting for the right time.
Our eyes locked, we shared each breath, and in a moment of perfect harmony, we came together. Instinct drove me to stay nestled deep inside of her.
I smiled as I caught my breath. “That was fun.”
She laughed softly. “It was. We should do it again sometime.”
“Definitely. At least a few more times tonight.”
“You’re a man on a mission, I can tell,” she teased.
I shook my head. “Ever since I met you, Vanessa, I’ve been on a mission to make you mine. Never going to stop, so you might as well get used to it.”
I melded my mouth to hers with a gentle kiss, determined to make good on every promise I’d ever made to her. Tonight and every day of our future.
The End