Chapter 9

"We go home tomorrow," I say breathlessly.

Leaning forward to plant my hands on his shoulders he groans lifting his head to capture the tips of one of my swaying breaths in his mouth.

His tight suction pulling at my core as I rode him, slowly grinding down against him more than anything else.

We were on our way back to Miami where the ship had first disembarked from.

And while things had been so good between us on board, we hadn't actually talked about what would happen after we got home.

Was it fair for me to bring it up during sex? Probably not, but the only time was pretty much when we were outside of the suite.

We'd gone on another excursion and hung out in one of the jacuzzis the night before.

I'd felt bad keeping him away from his family, but he'd admitted that he didn't mind, that he'd agreed to come as a favor to his parents.

But he wasn't going to go out of his way to accommodate them when they couldn't be bothered to do anything about what a terrible person their younger son had become.

As he used his teeth to add a sharp little nip to my nipple, I gasped, grabbed his hair and tugged him back.

He watched my breasts as they moved with me, gaze a little unfocused.

"Trick," I say smiling.

He grunts an acknowledgement, but doesn't raise his eyes.

"Did you hear what I said?" He finally looks up at my face, brows furrowed, "That we go home tomorrow? Yeah."

"Well, how do you..." I gasp as he arches his hips up beneath me driving his cock deeper inside sending a zing of pleasure all through my body.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" He asked, grinning.

"How do you see that going?" I gasped out, grinding my clit down against him, loving how full he makes me feel, stretching my insides until there was nothing left but him.

"I see us going to the airport and flying home," he says slowly, eyes narrowing a little.

"How do you see it going?" I slow my movements so that I can concentrate, putting my hands over his when they land on my hips, and I know he's about to start lifting me, guiding me up and down on his dick.

"I meant once we're back in Stonewood, how do you see things between us?"

Realization comes over his face and he slips free from my hold, guiding me down with a light tug on the back of my neck until he can kiss my mouth, dipping his tongue in for a deeper taste.

I can taste myself on him still from when he went down on me earlier before flopping onto his back and demanding that I ride him so that he could watch my tits move.

"I see us together, building a family," he adds with another hip thrust reminding me that we could be making that family right in that moment, his bare cock inside me just like it had been for days.

"I see you coming to look at my house to decide if you like it or not, and if not, we find somewhere else to live." I suck in a breath, holding it as the weight of his words fall on me.

"I see me introducing you to my best friend and his family, who's been like a surrogate family to me over the years, and I see us spending time with your niece as our baby grows inside you.

That's what I see.

What do you see, baby girl?" "I see that too," I say softly, pressing a kiss on his throat just beneath his short beard.

His body always shivers when I kiss him there, like he's just not used to such a gentle touch in such a vulnerable place and it makes me want to do it all the time.

"Though, I'm sure your house is fine," I add, pressing my smile into his skin and then sitting upright.

"Say the word, and we burn it to the ground," he says, grinning up at me as I start to move once more.

"You are ridiculous," I say gasping when he flips me over onto my back and rams his cock harder inside me, forcing the air straight out of my lungs and all thoughts from my head.

"Ridiculously in love with you," he says, voice serious.

I stare into his eyes as he thrusts inside me, dragging my legs up and over his hips, burying his face in my neck, licking and sucking on the skin in a place that'll be obvious once I'm fully clothed and we're back home.

"Say it back, baby girl, even if you don't mean it." He breathes against the damp skin.

I wrap my arms around him holding him tight against me.

"I do love you, and I mean it.

I wouldn't lie about something like that."

He lifts his head, staring down at me, his cock buried deep inside, but unmoving.

"Say it again." My lips curl into a smile.

I cup the side of his face.

"I love you, Trick.

I think I've been falling in love with you since you smiled at me as you ate my terrible potato casserole." "It was so bad, "Trick whispers, "but I'd eat it every day for the rest of my life if it meant I got to have you in it." "You might have to," I say back softly.

"Apparently, I'm not as good a cook as I thought I was." He presses a kiss to my lips, lingering for a moment.

"It's all right.

We'll learn together." One of his hands slips between us, cupping my low belly.

"We'll have to make sure we can keep the kids fed." My legs tighten around him as my pussy pulses around his cock, and he groans.

"That's it, baby girl.

Milk the seed right out of me.

Help me breed your fertile little womb."

The words ratchet my pleasure up higher as all of my skin becomes overly sensitive and I can feel every hair on his body brushing against mine, the calluses on his fingers as he kneads one of my breasts.

His hot, moist breath as he presses his forehead into the side of my face, panting against my neck, driving himself harder and harder into my body, chasing that feeling of ecstasy until it erupts inside me and I spasm around him hard, making him grunt.

My nails, dig into his shoulders.

I cry out.

My orgasm going on and on as he keeps thrusting inside me until he finally stills, buried to the hilt and I feel his warm heat filling me.

He breathes against me for the longest time, his hands gently brushing against any skin he can reach, staying inside me until he's gone completely soft.

After we've cleaned up and crawled back underneath the covers together, he pulls me over until I'm mostly on top of him, one hand in my hair, the other on my ass.

I'm almost asleep when I hear him say, "Say it again, baby girl, one more time for me." I press a kiss onto his peck.

"I love you, Trick."