Page 105 of When the Snowman Whispered
I was hoping for a third, but I was only a man. I didn’t know if I could hold on any longer. Close to exploding, I gritted my teeth and tried my best to hold on.
Addie Mae had to be right about those grandbabies.
We hadn’t used any condoms and I damn sure was filling her with my seed.
Do I want another child? Why am I even asking this question? I want the fucking world with Faith.
“Daniel?” She giggled. Her breasts bounced.
I leaned down and kissed the tops. “I love you.”
Her face beamed from the confession. She’d been doing that more. Smiling and laughing.
After bringing her back to my cabin, I’d figured that she would have nightmares.
Thank God, she didn’t.
She ran her fingers down the muscle on my arm. “I can’t believe all of the things we went through this week.”
“Me either.”
“Mom wants to explain everything, once the holidays are over and the girls return home.”
I’d already knew enough and hadn’t brought any of it up to Faith. “And do you want to know it all?”
“Yes, but no time soon.”
I kissed her.
She remained silent for a moment and then twisted her hips. My cock trembled inside of her. She had that magical pussy. I was certain of it, and I didn’t care.
It’s all mine now.
I’d forgotten what we were talking about as I returned to that body, landing kisses to her cheekbones and lips. Before I could hold on anymore, I whispered how good she felt in her ear and descended into pleasure and madness, pounding into her softness and rocking the bed.
“Oh, Daniel!”
“That’s fucking right!” I slammed that dick into her some more. Hot sperm rushed up to the tip and threatened to spill all into her. “What’s my fucking name?”
“Daniel!” she moaned.
“What’s my—”
I was done.
Gone.
Ripped apart by hot desire.
Spilling into her.
Filling that beautiful, mystical body up.
My arms trembled as I pushed inside of her one more time. “All mine.”
“All yours,” she whispered back. “Forever.”
And if I’d been a weaker man, I would’ve cried.
