The One and Only: A Single Mom Second Chance Romance (Heart of Hope) by Ajme Williams (read any book txt) 📕

“I’ll get it drawn up and have it notarized,” Cade replied with a smile, and kissed me.

Cade had kissed me in a lot of different ways during our relationship. But I had never gotten a kiss from him that tasted so much like pure relief. More than relief though, I was feeling blissful.

I wrapped my arms around him as he continued to kiss me tenderly, his arms around me, holding me like I was the most precious thing in the world.

I’d felt this way once before, but he had made it seem like it was a lie and he had hurt me. Now, I knew that he wouldn’t hurt me again. All my fears had gone away now—it was just the two of us and our love, at last. I didn’t have to guard my heart anymore.

To my embarrassment, I cried a little. Cade stopped kissing me and wiped my tears, “Kitten, no need to cry. Don’t cry, sweetheart.”

“I know, I know.” I laughed. “I’m just so happy. I’m so relieved.”

Cade kissed me again, sweet and soft, and gently led me to the bed. It felt like the only thing keeping me weighted to the ground was the feeling of his hand in mine.

He undressed me slowly, like I was a precious gift, like he had to be reverent. He kissed my body slowly, moving his mouth from my legs up to my face, and I just felt so loved. I felt like I was worthy of worship. I got my hands on his clothes and stripped him, feeling the firmness of the muscles under my fingers. He was so sexy, so strong, and he was all mine.

“I can’t wait to do this to you for the rest of our lives,” Cade told me as he pulled me down with him onto the bed.

And oh, I believed him. I couldn’t wait, either.

33

Cade

For a moment, it was like all of my exhaustion had faded away. I wasn’t tired, I couldn’t be tired, so long as I was making love to Laura.

She was so happy, I could feel it in every kiss, see it in her eyes when I pulled back to look at her face. It was enough to make me the happiest man in the world, to know that I was never going to be apart from her again. We had overcome it all, and at last, we’d get to be together.

I felt so fucking triumphant that I could have shouted it from the rooftops. But kissing Laura right now, holding her, was much more important.

We rolled over one another on the bed, laughing into our kisses, and I knew that I was riding a second wave of pure adrenaline, but I didn’t care. I just didn’t want to stop kissing her.

Laura ended up on top of me, grinding against me, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. The light through the partially opened curtains, the late morning sun, lit her auburn hair and her smooth skin, making her glow. She looked like a goddess.

My cock throbbed with desire for her. I couldn’t believe that I had let myself go so many years without her. How could I have been so stupid?

I was here now, though, and I was going to make things right. I would never leave her.

“You’re gorgeous,” I whispered, pulling her down to kiss her.

I loved looking at her and got up on my knees to be level with her, look her in the eyes as I held her body close to mine and put my fingers insider her. I kissed her neck as I dragged my fingers through her wet folds, feeling her shudder and shake at my touch. Two fingers sank into her easily, without pause, and Laura let out the most delicious little squeak.

We obviously had to be quiet, as Drew might be able to overhear us, and I did miss her loud, wanton moans, but I loved her muffled noises too, the way she squirmed and had to hold herself back. Laura could do anything—even take out the trash—and I would find it sexy.

Normally, I might have taken my time with her, teased her a little more, but I was too pent up. I wanted her badly. This wasn’t for teasing anyway. This was about joining together, the two of us as one.

I pulled my fingers out, turned her over so that she was on her hands and knees, and rubbed her nipples with one hand as I slid my cock into her. Laura made a sigh of contentment, as if having me inside her was the greatest pleasure, the thing that made her complete. Fitting, since I knew that being inside of her made me feel complete.

I kept my strokes slow and deep, not wanting to rush this moment. I wrapped one arm around her waist now, my other hand alternating between her clit and her breasts, and just enjoyed feeling her. Laura tilted her head to the side so that she could kiss the corner of my mouth, and it was so sweet and tender that I nearly lost it then and there.

At last, I couldn’t hold my climax any longer. No matter how much I wanted to stay in this moment with her forever, I knew that I couldn’t last. I rubbed her clit, pushing her farther to her limit, and we came together, two hearts beating as one.

I had never felt more content, more satisfied, in my life. I knew that I had made the right choice and that I was with the right woman.

I was exhausted. I could barely keep my eyes open. It wasn’t the traveling back and forth these past couple of days as much as it was the rollercoaster of emotions I’d been going through. But I didn’t want to sleep. I finally had Laura, and my son—my family—and it was all going to work out. I couldn’t possibly sleep now.

“Cade,” Laura propped herself up on one elbow