the window. I felt his desire grow against me, and I grinned against his lips with a smile that I couldn’t keep inside.
“What is it?” he grinned back at me. “What are you smiling about?”
“I was just thinking about the time in the stables,” I giggled.
“Oh, you mean the time that I took you up against the wall that we had just finished repairing?” he laughed. “That was hot.”
“It was all hot,” I said. “Every single moment of each and every time.”
DeShawn paused for a moment as he held me in his arms. “Do you know which time was the time?” he asked.
“Not for sure,” I said. “But if the timing of what the doctor said is correct, then I’m guessing it was the time before that, the time in the bed at the farmhouse.”
DeShawn smiled and pushed against me.
“I wanted to tell you that I loved you that day. I wanted to both shout it out at the top of my lungs and whisper it sacredly into your ear. I wished that you had known it then, but at least you can know it now. You can know that at the very moment that our child was conceived that I loved you more than any man has ever loved a woman throughout all of time. Clara, our baby will be the most loved child in all of existence. Because its mother is loved beyond belief.”
My heart was so full. After all of the struggles and the hardships that we had both been through, here we were—broken pieces that had found a home within each other and had made a whole together. He kissed me, and I held my arms around him tighter. Then he lifted me up, and I wrapped my arms around his waist as he hoisted me onto his hips and turned to carry me over to the bed. When he laid me gently down against the mattress, it felt every bit as much like heaven as I had imagined it would. He kissed me, and I relished the feeling of his tongue swirling against my own as he began to slowly remove my clothes. I reached down and pulled at the bottom of his shirt until he arched his back and let me lift it off and over his head, tossing it to the side of the room and running my hands down his chest. There was a different kind of urgency this time, a different kind of need and intensity as we worked to remove every piece of clothing between us.
I took a moment to look at his built and beautiful body, and I trembled when I thought about the pleasure that I was about to receive. As hard as all of this had been for both of us, I would go through each and every moment of it over again if it led me right back here to this moment, beneath DeShawn’s hovering body with his massively swollen cock resting against my thigh.
I urged my body against his and bent my head to kiss the top of his chest. “I love you,” I whispered; I repeated it again and again as I cherished the sound of those words leaving my mouth like they were a sacred prayer. “I love you, DeShawn. I love you so much that I can’t stand it.”
He looked down at me, pausing for one last, restrained moment before making love to me again.
“I love you, too, Clara. So much that it’s going to take me an entire lifetime to prove it to you.”
24
Deshawn
How did I get so lucky? After all these years of thinking that it would never happen and that I would never hear the woman I had long for, for so long finally say that she loved me—how did I ever get so lucky as to have her beautiful body beneath me and carrying my child? I bent down and kissed her soft lips and looked into her beautiful hazel eyes. I had looked into those eyes for so long that I had memorized every fleck within them. I knew when they were happy and when they were upset, and I knew when they were holding something back. Now when I looked into them, I could see that they were holding nothing back any longer.
I felt Clara’s body arch against mine, and her hips rolled into the most sensitive part of my body that was more than ready for her. She wrapped her legs around me, and as