Chase smiles sadly. “I don’t think it’s stupid. I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, butterfly. When I found her, she was passed out with a needle in her arm. She had a problem with drugs and nobody could help her but herself. And if she was modeling again, it all makes sense. For Victoria, modeling and drugs go hand in hand.”
“Her parents said she got into a huge fight with them. They could tell she showed up high and they kicked her out. They apologized profusely for not forcing her to give up Hazel.”
Chase sighs. “When I was searching for Hazel, I found a nursery in her apartment. I think she came here with the intent to take her. Drugs make people think they’re invincible and do shit they normally wouldn’t do.”
He pulls me into his arms. “I know you said no more apologizing, but I need you to know how sorry I am. I fucked up big time and I’m going to spend every damn day making it up to you.”
I shake my head. “That’s not what I want. Everyone at one time or another says the wrong thing or handles a situation badly. Nobody’s perfect.” I stand on my tiptoes and kiss the corner of his mouth. “I love you, and all I want is to spend our lives together.”
“Jesus, Georgia,” Chase growls, lifting me into his arms. “You never cease to amaze me.”
I screech, quickly covering my mouth so I don’t wake up Hazel. “What are you doing?”
“I’m taking you to our room so I can make love to you.” He drops me onto the center of the bed, then starts removing his clothes. When his boxers come down, his dick springs free, making both my mouth water and my thighs clench. It’s been too long since he’s been inside me.
He climbs up the bed and removes my shorts and underwear, then crawls up my body, pressing his mouth to mine in a searing kiss. “I need to be inside you,” he murmurs against my mouth. “I need to feel your tight warmth wrapped around my dick.”
His shaft pushes against the inside of my thigh and I assume he’s going to thrust inside me, but instead he reaches over and grabs a toy out of the drawer. It’s the anal vibrator.
“Lift up.” He taps the side of my hip and I do as he says. He slides a pillow under my butt, then places my legs on either side of his shoulders. I’m completely open and exposed like this, but I’m too turned on to care.
His tongue lands on my hole, and I jump in shock. He chuckles, but doesn’t stop licking the tight ring. He licks upward, from my ass to clit several times, each time slower, more controlled, and just when I think I’m going to come, he stops.
“Not yet, butterfly.” He grabs the lube and squirts a little onto the vibrator, then slowly pushes it into me. Once it’s inside, he turns it on, and I damn near come.
“Chase,” I groan. “I need you in me. Now.”
After making sure the vibrator is fully in, he crawls back up my body, settling between my legs, and enters me in one fluid motion. I’m so wet, he slides right in, both of us moaning at how good it feels. He stills for a second, so I can adjust to him, and then he begins moving in and out of me. His arms cage me in, and our bodies connect in the most intimate way. His mouth devours mine as if I’m his lifeline. As if he needs me to breathe, to survive. And I feel the same way. What we went through, it was eye-opening, a reminder of how uncertain life is. I spent so much of my life tucked away in my shell, but now all I want to do is live.
Between the vibrator and him, the ascent to my climax is swift, hitting me hard, and taking Chase with me over the edge. He pulls back, his beautiful hazel eyes locking with mine. They’re filled with love and happiness. Butterflies attack my chest.
My path might not be perfect.
Our life might not be perfect.
But our love is.
Georgia
Five Years Later
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Chase groans, gripping my hair and pulling it, as he thrusts into my ass from behind.
“Harder,” I moan, nuzzling my face into my pillow while massaging my clit. The house is filled with people, but I’m horny and couldn’t help myself. “Please, Chase,” I beg, “harder.”
Just because I’m six months pregnant doesn’t mean I’m fragile. I like to be fucked and hard. And he knows that.
Thankfully, he listens, and within seconds, my orgasm rips through me. He pulls out, coming all over my ass, and I sigh in satisfaction.
“I never thought I would say this,” he says out of breath, “but I think this pregnancy needs to be your last.” This makes me laugh.