She stares up at me, her tears dry, her smile as wide and beautiful as rainbow. “I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you…but you’ve got quite a way with words, Carter.”
I laugh, not because what she said was funny, but because she makes me so damn happy. And now, it’s my turn.
I pull the paper I’ve been carrying out of my shirt pocket. “Here are words so beautiful, only nature could have written them,” I say and hand it to her.
Her smile fades. She pulls back and she eyes the paper like it’s a spider.
“What’s that?” Her voice is hard and clipped, when she looks back at me, fear has overwhelmed everything else that was there.
“Our miracle,” I say. And then, I smile.
The fear in her eyes disappears and determination takes its place. She smiles back and takes the paper from me and holds it to her heart.
There’s my girl.
She opens it.
“Oh my God.” Her eyes race across the results.
She covers her mouth with her bandaged hand and looks up at me. Her eyes search mine, hopeful and dazed.
She looks back to the paper. “Not even one marker? What does this mean?” she asks, still reading.
“That …we can be whatever we want.”
Her sea-blue eyes fly up to mine, full of challenge and blazing with joy.
“And what do you want?” she asks.
“Well, first, I’d like to fuck you again,” I growl without any shame.
A slow smile spreads across her lips. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
The Eleventh Commandment
BETH
As soon as the words leave my lips, the jaunty grin on his face disappears. His hands close like vices around my upper arms and he drags me to him. My breath catches in my parched throat at the blaze of raw hunger in his eyes.
“I can’t believe I’m touching you.” His voice is gruff and low, and I can barely hear him over the thundering of my heart and rush of blood in my ears.
I can’t believe this is happening, either.
“Are you going to make me ask again?” the bold me, the new me asks.
His eyes narrow and his gaze fixes on my mouth.
“No.” His hand moves fast, gliding into to my hair and grabbing a fistful of it, tight enough that it hurts, but I love it, my body comes to life in a way it hasn’t since the last time we were together. He grasps my chin and turns my head so that my left cheek faces the light that’s above our heads. He peers at my birth mark.
“I’m so glad you don’t cover this anymore. Every time I see it, I remember how fucking lucky I was to have met you that night.”
He presses a kiss to my cheek and my eyes drift closed.
“It was like seeing the sun rise for the first time, Beth. And I knew I wanted those eyes to be my view forever.” He runs his nose along my temple and then kisses the tender spot between my ear and jaw.
“To describe what I feel for you as love is like calling the sun hot. It’s so much more than that. I’ve lived on my love for you for my whole life, even before I met you…. I would never have stopped trying to find a way for us.”
I shiver at the tickle of his breath on my ear and the soothing, healing, balm of his words coat and fill the parts of my heart that have been hurting for so long.
“I’m just so happy, Carter. I was so scared that we’d never get here.”
“Me, too. But we should have known. Nothing - distance, death, doubt - has been able to stop this love. Now, we can add DNA to the list of our conquests.” He takes my ear lobe between his teeth and bites gently.
My heart quakes in my chest and I moan out my pleasure.
“Open your eyes, Beth,” he whispers and I do.
Carter has always looked at me like I was a miracle he was afraid to believe in – and I completely understood why. We’ve had to hold back so much…Even in the moments we came together – our love has never seen the full light of day. Until now.
Staring into his eyes is like falling back in time and hurtling toward the future all at once, fueled by two and a half years of pent up …everything.
“Tell me what you see,” he urges.
I can feel it, but..“I don’t know,” I answer, honestly.
“Then, let me show you.” The low growl in the back of his throat is all the warning I before his lips crash down on mine.
He wraps a strong arm around my waist and pulls me into his lap, spreading my thighs so I straddle him. He cups my ass and I rock my hips, press my chest into his, and feast.
Our kiss burns as savage and hot as a sun flare.
Our tongues are beasts that have been prowling, stalking, in impatient silence, that have finally captured their prey.
We lick, suck, steal air from each other’s lungs, and breathe deeply for the first time in a long time.
Hope shakes off its shackles and makes a roaring comeback.
There's no space for doubt, because we're locked in the embrace of a new commandment - Thou shalt not doubt the tenacity of love.
And we won't.
Not ever again
Moving mountains is a mere trifle compared to what our love has done. It’s defied gravity. Traveled back in time and rearranged the future.
When Carter breaks out kiss, I tug hm back.
“More,” I pant with unabashed greed.
His chuckle is a decadent confection of carnal delight and my body trembles from the inside out.
He presses hot open mouthed kisses to my cheeks and jaw and then pulls my head back to expose my neck. He latches on and sucks hard.
His other hand slips under the elastic waistband of my uniform and under the silk fabric of my under to cup my ass and pull me down onto his rock hard cock. It’s strains against the zipper of his jeans and I tilt my hips until I get it where I need it.
“Yes, baby, I want it,” I grind down, mindless to everything but how good he feels. His body is so warm, solid, strong – and all mine I feel precious and powerful all at once.
The sensitive peaks of my breasts tighten painfully, and as if he heard their summons, his drops his head and captures one through my shirt, sucking hard and creating a frenzied wire of need that runs straight to my womb.
“Fuck, I’ve missed your sweet little nipples, baby, I’ve been dreaming of sucking them while I fuck you.”
“Stop talking and show me,” I say and pull my shirt over my head. He tugs down the cup of my bra and, pulls nearly my whole breast into his mouth. His teeth nip the edges of my pebbled, turgid flesh and I feel the first flutter of a release that’s building for fifteen months.
“Stand up,” he breathes this gruff order into my ear.
I slide off his lap and smile down at him.
He unzips his jeans and pulls them down along with his boxers. My mouth waters at the sight of his thick, beautiful, perfectly cut dick.
He starts stroking himself, his eyes hooded and dark as evergreens as he watches me.
“Take off your pants and your panties,” he order.
“As you wish,” I say and make a genie like bow.
“I wish to make a banquet of your beautiful body. To eat until I’m full, drink until I’m drunk and fuck you until that addictive pussy of yours has milked me dry. I want to fall asleep on top of you. I want to wake up with your breasts in my mouth and this perfect ass of yours bouncing on my cock. I want to fuck you wherever and whenever I wish and I wish to do it forever.”