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Ash removed my hat from my head and dug her hand into my hair. “I don’t want to wait.”

I moved my lips away from hers and felt her licking the skin beneath my ear. She wasn’t willing to stop, and I didn’t want her to. I felt her hand sliding between my legs, copping a feel of the stiff cock that was dying to sink into that place it had never gone before. “Baby, I don’t want it like this and neither do you. Let’s get a room.”

She pulled away and licked her lips as she nodded. “Okay.”

That damn drive to locate a hotel, check in, and keep my cool was like walking on hot coals. I needed her naked and my throbbing cock was making all of the decisions before it was time to do so.

With a flushed face, I walked into the hotel and reserved a room. We’d be checked out after only an hour, but it would be enough. It was obvious that I’d only be able to hold my load for a short time. The intense build up of not having her was excruciating for me. My only fear was that within seconds I’d be spent and I didn’t want that for her, for our first time together.

Picture two grown adults, running as fast as possible to get down a narrow hall to our room. Of course, the key card wouldn’t work. I tried it five times and never once did it turn green. “You’ve got to be shitting me!”

Ashley stood at the door while I rushed to the elevator to rectify the situation. To say that I was hot when I reached the front desk would have been an understatement. I needed to be in that room, naked
, immediately.

While trying to keep my cool and have my card re-activated, I could feel myself getting
antsier by the second. We were so close to being together and I wasn’t going to let this ruin to moment.

After practically ripping the card out of the person’s hand, I rushed back up to the room.

She wasn’t in the hallway. Thinking maybe she went to use the bathroom, I used the card and entered.  It literally fell to the floor when I looked up and saw her sprawled out on the bed. She sat up watching me react to seeing her there, ready for me.

In just
a few short weeks, she’d lost almost all of her weight. She still had some extra on her, but it made her look healthy, instead of being too skinny. “How’d you get in here?” I asked as I stood and started kicking off my shoes.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, practically mind fucking her all the while I was ripping off my clothes.

“The maid let me in. I told her I got locked out. I figured that by the time you made it back up here, I’d be ready for you.”

I climbed on the bed and lingered overtop of her body. “Baby,
you’re perfect.”

Our lips collided, literally, crashing into a
rhythm that displayed the heated desire between us. We’d ventured into all of this many of times, but in this instance the reward was something greater. This was finally the moment that we’d both been waiting for.

Ashley pulled away and ran her fingertips over my lips. She kept her eyes focused on them as she spoke. “I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want you. Please make love to me, Shayne.”

My lips kissed her soft skin, first beginning at her neck and then slowly traveling to her thighs. I didn’t rush, because I wanted it to last as long as we could make it. When I got to her supple breasts I let the tips of my thumbs trace around the hardened brown of her nipples. Little squeals escaped her lips as I leaned forward and sucked. I didn’t care about the milk that filled my mouth, or the fact that she would be lactating for a while longer. All of that reminded me of what we had together. It made my need to be with her even greater.

“Sorry,” she exclaimed.

“Don’t apologize. You taste sweet and it’s there for purpose.” I let my lips linger over the little bit of milk that had seeped out of her nipple. “You’re perfect.”

My tongue trailed down her abdomen, kissing the few stretch marks that she worried so much about. I’d done this a hundred times before and she’d finally stopped being so nervous.

Then I was there, staring right at the prize. I wanted it in so many ways and I was about to finally have it.

I kissed her pussy, full on the skin, letting my bottom lip traipse over her silky smooth sweet spot.  “I want this to last.
I need it be what we’ve both been waitin’ for.”

She jerked her body, causing her muff to rub harder over my mouth. “We can do it again, if it doesn’t. Please. I’ve waited so long for this. I want you inside of me. I can’t wait any longer.”

Her pleas were making it difficult to focus. On one hand I’d pictured this moment so many times, playing it all out in my head. On the other, I was ready to give her what she wanted, because I too had been dying to be with her.

Knowing that this was only the beginning for us, I traced
her swollen sex with my fingers, slipping two in between her folds and feeling just how moist and ready she already was for me. That burning urgency to fill her overwhelmed me. My cock was throbbing, forcing my brain to stop all types of rational thinking.

Every short movement of my fingers gliding inside of her got me off. I’d been gentle, but just feeling where I was about to go was enough to make me freeze in place before I busted my load too soon. Ash was right. We needed to do it once and get the stress of it over with. I wanted to enjoy her, not worry about how long I could last.

So I climbed up and felt her hand grabbing me and placing me right where I needed to be. We paused, looking into each other’s eyes for just a moment. “Are you nervous?” I don’t know why I asked, but I needed to make sure.

She shook her head. “No. Are you?”

I shrugged. “I just want to be good for you. I’m afraid I’m going to cum as soon as we start.”

She laughed, but not because she was making fun of me. It was more because she knew something like that would concern a man, before a woman. “I’m worried that I’m all stretched out and it won’t feel good.”

Being that I’d just had two fingers inside of her, I knew it wasn’t possible. “Stop it. Don’t even talk like that. Plenty of women have children and I’ve never heard of anyone sayin’ that.”

I couldn’t wait any longer. With little force I pushed against her opening. The head of my dick started to penetrate and it was anything but loose. In fact, I was pretty sure that the doctor had sewed her shut. It was a lot of pressure that I didn’t expect. I closed my eyes and focused on anything that would make the urge to cum go away. It felt so damn good, so perfect, and warm and it was all mine. She was all mine.

“Does it hurt?” I had to make sure she was alright, because it felt so tight.

“It’s not too bad.”

“You’re so fuckin’ tight, Ash. It
’s makin’ me crazy.”

She giggled, probably feeling relieved. We kissed and as I pulled away, she commented. “Does it feel good, baby?”

I scrunched up my face and tried to ignore how sexy she was. As impossible as I thought it was, I managed to hold off a second time. “You have no idea.”

She teased me with her tongue, not letting me kiss her as our slow pace continued. I knew if I allowed myself to focus on how fantastic it felt, I’d be spent and she’d be left not satisfied.

“Do you want me on top? Let me ride you?”

For the first time since we’d been a couple, I wanted to tape her moth shut. Every word out of her sexy mouth took me to the brink. Her blue eyes made me crazy while her wavy brown hair becoming
disheveled left me with so many thoughts. I needed to close my eyes and pretend it wasn’t happening, but I’d waited too long to not enjoy every second of it. “I’m about to lose it, Ash.”

I kept holding it in, so much that my body started to shake. It had never happened before. “Shh, look at me Shayne. Let go. I want you to cum.”

I looked at her and my eyesight became blurry. My cock throbbed as the gush of heat shot out of me. Ashley wrapped her legs around my back and kept kissing me, even though I wasn’t able to respond.

“I just need to catch my breath.”

She giggled. “How long before we can do it again?”

My head fell between her breasts. Holding it in had taken a lot out of me. “At least fifteen minutes.”

She started to get up, and I grabbed her by the hand to pull her back on the bed. “Where are you goin’?”

“To the bathroom.”

I ran my hand up her arm and then back down over her right breast. “How long do we have a sitter?”

“How long do we need one?” She smiled and leaned in for another tongue filled kiss.

Unbelievably, I felt my dick respond. This woman would be the death of me before the day was over. As exhausted as I thought I was, my body was already preparing for round two. “Are you happy?”

I put my hands on either side of her head and pulled her in for another kiss. “Very.”

“Sorry it wasn’t rough and amazin’.”

I let out an air-filled laugh. “Baby, it was amazin’. It was short lived on my part, but I plan on rectifyin’ that in just a few more minutes. I’ve never felt so fulfilled, Ash. Don’t you ever doubt yourself. We’ve got plenty of time for rough and wild.”

“I wish everyone could see this side of you.” I appreciated her compliment.

After glancing at the clock and realizing how late it was getting, I knew we had to take advantage of what we had left. “I love you. I’ve said it to someone before, but I never meant it, not like this. You’re the only one, Ash. I hope you know that.”

She stared right at me. “I do.”

Then we started round two.

Chapter 12

Ashley

For the next week Shayne and I were like little rabbits. When the twins were asleep we were having sex. It was all so new and we couldn’t get enough of each other.

As time passed, Shayne’s ability to last became easier for him. I felt bad at first, after him being
deprived for so long, he had no tolerance. It left him insecure, but it never bothered me. We had twins and never enough time to go slow anyway. Sneaking quickies was becoming the only way for us to be together.

One night he came home from work in a chipper mood. He kept kissing me and touching me, more than his usual. “What’s up with you tonight?”

“I didn’t want to tell you this until I knew it was goin’ to happen. We’re movin’.”

“What?” I was just getting used to a routines with the twins and now we were going to have to start packing.

He grabbed my hands and looked at me with the biggest smile on his face. “I bought a house.”

“You did not?”

He nodded. “Yes, I did. It’s big and the twins are goin’ to have plenty of room to grow. I can’t wait for you to see it.”

I tried to look excited, even though I was worried about a change. “Well, where is it?”

“It’s the old Baker house. You know the one?”

“Where Jarr
ed used to live?” I knew the place. It was an old white colonial home that sat out in the middle of a farm. The property had been sectioned off and the fields were leased out to the farm next to it. It would have been a perfect place to raise a family, had it not been destroyed when they foreclosed on the property. “Shayne, do you know how much work needs to be done?”

“Does everyone know about that
house?”

“I’m a local. Of course I know. My father called that house an eyesore for the last four years.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Great! Guess he won’t be coming over to install the cabinets or paint.”

I could tell that I’d upset him. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want you to have to go
through all that trouble.”

“It’s no trouble, Ash. I’m doin’ this because I can see them growin’ up there. I can see them swingin’ from that tree out front and hav
ing their friends over. I don’t care how long it takes me. I’m fixin’ it up and we’re goin’ to be happy there.”

He left me alone in the kitchen to walk back into the bedroom. Once he was gone I felt bad for ruining his happy moment. It wasn’t my intention to seem
unappreciative. I just didn’t think he knew all that had to be done.

When he came out of the shower, wearing only a pair of shorts, he leaned over the counter and stole a piece of chicken. “Just so you know, I’ve already talked to a contractor. I got the house for
dirt-cheap and got a loan that will cover all of the renovations, includin’ new heatin’ and air. When I’m done even your dad will be jealous.”

A laugh escaped my lips. “Since when do you care what he thinks? I thought we decided that we didn’t care what our parents thought.”

He sat on the stool and folded his hands together, looking at them and not me. “I quit my job two days ago. I didn’t want to tell you until I knew I was going to be alright. My new job won’t start until the first of the month, so I’ve got time to settle on the house and get things goin’. I’m goin’ to need you to start pickin’ out colors, so that I can order the paint. You also need to decide whether we want carpet or a hardwood for the floors. The house is an empty shell and we can make it however we want.”

“You didn’t have to buy a house for us to be happy.”