Unforgettable Love
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Dropping her head, Sierra began panting as she begged me for more. “Aaron, please don’t tease me. I’m stressed out for Christ’s sake!”
Smiling, I pulled my fingers out and pushed in a little more, just enough to give her a taste of me. Sierra began pushing her ass back as she whimpered in need.
“Baby, how horny are you?”
Looking over her shoulder at me again, she shouted, “I crawled through weeds for you, dammit!”
The dirt on her face made me even harder, I swear. Pushing in more, Sierra cried out, “Yes! More! I want more.”
Placing my hands on her hips, I held onto her as I slammed my dick into her hard and fast as she yelled out in pleasure.
“Fucking hell!” Sierra called out as I began to feel her squeezing down on my dick. She began to tremble as her orgasm rolled across her body. It wasn’t going to take me long.
Looking down at her beautiful ass, I placed my finger on her ass and pushed in some, causing Sierra to start crying out again.
Minutes later, I was sitting on the cold tile floor with Sierra sitting on my lap. Our breathing was finally becoming normal again as I held onto her. Princess came stumbling into the kitchen and began barking the moment she saw us.
Running over to us, Princess jumped up on Sierra and began going crazy.
“Hey, baby girl! Oh, mommy missed you so much.”
My stomach dropped and my heart did that thing where it felt like it skipped a beat. Holy shit . . . if hearing Sierra talk like this to my dog drove me crazy, what would it be like with kids?
“I think she has to go potty, Daddy,” Sierra said as she stood up, keeping Princess in her arms. I sat on the floor and watched Sierra walk over to the back door. Opening it, she placed Princess down and gave her a little push out.
Sierra began quietly calling Princess back in as I stood up. Princess came running into the house at full speed and tore through the kitchen and into the living room. Sierra chuckled as she shut the door and walked over to me. Taking her in my arms, I looked into her eyes. “Baby, we have to go shower. You’ve got dirt all over your face.”
Frowning, Sierra placed her hand on the side of her face. “Going stealth is dirty work!” Tossing my head back and laughing, I took her hand and led her to my bathroom where I washed her body and then made slow passionate love to her while she whispered my name against my lips.
My alarm started going off as Sierra stirred in my arms and cried out, “No! No, make it stop!” Smiling, I reached over and turned my alarm off. Turning my face, I buried my nose in Sierra’s hair. God she smelled like heaven.
“Today’s the day,” Sierra whispered.
Moving my hand up and down her back, I felt my pulse pick up some. I wasn’t the least bit nervous about the trial. Not with the new information I had and the fact Robert couldn’t touch Sierra’s trust fund even if we lost today.
“Don’t be nervous,” I said as I kissed her head.
Inhaling a deep breath through her nose, Sierra slowly blew it out through her mouth. “I’m sorry I came here last night. Well . . . I’m not sorry I came here last night. Three times actually.”
Laughing, I pulled her onto me as she began grinding against my semi-hard dick. Giving me the cutest damn grin I’d ever seen, Sierra’s face turned serious. “Aaron, I had to be with you. I can’t explain it, but I’m glad I was able to wake up in your arms this morning.”
Lifting her up, Sierra reached between us and positioned my dick at her entrance as I slowly dropped her onto me. Closing her eyes, Sierra pressed her lips together as I filled her body to the max.
Sierra slowly began to move as I held onto her hips. “You know, you could wake up in my arms every morning.”
Sierra dropped her head back and began rocking faster. “Tempting . . . but . . . we . . . need to go . . . slow . . . slow. I can’t move in just yet.”
Smiling, I flipped us over, managing to keep myself buried inside her. “Now is not the time for slow, Sierra.”
Sierra laughed as she wiggled her eyebrows and let me bring out another orgasm while Princess barked to go outside.
Life couldn’t get any better than this.
STANDING IN FRONT OF THE mirror, I frowned. “I don’t like it.”