“Yes, baby. Come for me.”
Amira’s orgasm rocked Casey’s world. Their connection was different to any she had experienced before.
Later on as Amira got sleepy in her arms, Casey kissed her forehead.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Casey said the other words she had been wanting to say for so long as she breathed the sweet scent of Amira’s hair. “Move in with me, baby.”
Amira snuggled closer into her body as though she couldn’t get close enough. Casey held her tight.
I’ll never let go.
“Yes, please,” Amira murmured.
Epilogue
Four Years Later
“Oh my god, Jasper! Come here! Give me back my underwear!”
The energetic golden retriever ran round their yard with Amira’s panties in his mouth and Amira chasing him. It was Jasper’s favorite game and it drove Amira mad.
“Jasper!” Casey’s voice was stern and Amira turned in relief. Casey had that kind of natural authority that dogs respected. Jasper stopped what he was doing, dropped the panties and ran to Casey, sitting obediently at her feet, his eyes full of innocence and his wagging tail full of mischief.
“That dog will be the death of me.” Amira laughed, collecting her panties and wandering back over to Casey and Jasper. Casey looked so handsome in the morning light, she wore sports shorts and a casual T shirt. Her short dark hair was deliciously tousled, her skin was clear and her smile was beautiful as she looked at Amira.
“Good morning, beautiful.” Casey embraced her and kissed her on her lips, briefly, but deeply. Amira still felt herself flutter every time Casey held her and kissed her. Her lust for Casey hadn’t lessened over time, if anything it had grown stronger.
Amira smiled and nuzzled into Casey’s strong arms. Jasper jumped up at her and she ruffled his golden head.
“Oh, are you sorry now, boy?” she laughed.
“He has excellent taste, taking your underwear. He never takes mine. If I was a dog, I would take your underwear.”
“Oh my god!” Amira pretended to be affronted, pulling back and punching Casey on the arm. “Don’t encourage him!”
Casey laughed and pulled Amira close. Amira looked out over the beach and the ocean. They had bought one of the Forest Vale beachfront houses together last year and it was incredible. Every morning, they walked Jasper out along the beach together barefoot paddling in the sea as they went.
Amira loved the view from their home. She loved the salty fresh smell of the ocean, she loved how living with Casey had been and how happy she had been every day.
“It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?”
Casey laughed. “You always say that.”
“But, it is. Every day. So beautiful.”
Casey held her from behind and looked out at the ocean over her shoulder.
“I can’t wait for our little girl to grow up here.”
“Me either.” Amira smiled, feeling warm inside.
Amira had never really pictured herself having kids until she’d met Casey. She’d always assumed that she’d never have them, and she’d been fine with that. But being with Casey made her want to start a family. Amira knew what a great parent Casey would be and what a loving home they could provide.
It had been a long tough year going through the adoption process but they had met their little girl, Lucy, in foster care and she would officially be coming to live with them next week. She was so beautiful with big brown eyes and messy dark hair. Amira couldn’t wait for her to move in and become properly part of their family. And, their plans were, that Lucy would just be the beginning.