‘Twelve and a half, to be precise,’ I chuckled, trailing my lips over to her neck.
‘Too long,’ she whimpered, tilting her head to let me kiss her favourite spot, the one that had breathy moans leave her lips, the sound of which amped up my need for her even more. ‘It’s like dog years, an hour without you inside me feels like days.’
‘You can’t get enough of me, can you?’ I whispered in her ear.
‘No,’ she admitted, letting out a cry as I rubbed her responsive clit a little more firmly.
‘It’s a good thing, as I feel exactly the same way, baby.’ I shoved my fingers lower, sliding through her folds and easing two up inside her. Jesus, how was she still so tight?
‘Dan!’
‘All this wetness just for me,’ I groaned loudly. ‘I need to taste you, Ellie. I want to drown in you and have you scream so loudly that every single bird will rise above the forest canopy to muffle the noise.’ I pulled my hand out and sucked one finger clean as I held her gaze. Her pupils were dilated, her eyelids hanging heavy as her chest heaved. She was so close to coming, it wasn’t going to take much. ‘You taste amazing, I could dine out on you every single day.’
‘I have no problem with that at all,’ she smiled, taking my other finger into her mouth when I offered it to her. I let out a primal grunt when she gripped my hand and refused to release my finger, mimicking sucking my cock as she held my gaze. Christ, it sent shivers all the way down my spine. It was like I’d just been plugged into an electrical charge, everything was suddenly heightened.
‘Stop,’ I ordered gruffly. No way was I losing my load over a bit of finger sucking. She complied immediately. It was the only damn time she ever did as she was told, when we were being sexual. If only she was so compliant at other times, my life would be so much easier. Then again, I did love that she wasn’t afraid to challenge me. Arguing with her got all the blood pumping in the right direction, though I’d never admit that to her. ‘Hop down, turn around, and drop your shorts and knickers. I’m going to feast on your aching clit until you come.’
‘Now that’s the real reason I married you,’ she winked, quickly doing as she was told. I stifled a groan as I ran my hand over the perfectly smooth, fleshy domes of her backside. It had been a while since I’d used an implement on her. I avoided anything too rough while she was pregnant, but I had a craving to paddle that porcelain flesh pink again soon. Not today though, I was too impatient to bury my face in her and have her scream. I dropped to my knees and quickly checked the path each way to make sure no one was in sight. It was rare to see anyone up here, given it was off the beaten track and marked as private land, but you could never be too careful. I prised her peachy buttocks apart and slowly trailed my tongue over her clit, grinning to feel the tremor that ran through her body as she let out a sigh of pure satisfaction. ‘Yes,’ she moaned. ‘Harder.’
I obliged, eager for more of her. I varied my pressure, then my speed, occasionally pumping two fingers inside her, which had her stamp her feet as she cried out and tried to thrust back against them. I teased her for as long as I could bear, drinking every drop of her obvious desire for me as fast as she provided it. When I finally sucked her clit, it was all over within seconds. My cock flexed in my boxers as she screamed my name and gripped the tree trunk to stop herself from collapsing. I was right, the air was suddenly filled with the confused chatter of the birds that left the safety of the trees and soared high above us. I slowly licked her, savouring her for a moment until the throbbing of my cock reached unbearable levels.
‘Brace yourself,’ I ordered, as I rose up behind her and shoved my jogging bottoms and boxers down under the cheeks of my arse.
‘Like I need warning after so long together,’ she breathed, looking back at me over her shoulder, her eyes still glazed over from her climax. Her palms clasped the tree trunk, readying herself for me. I positioned myself, then grabbed her hips. A satisfied smile crept across my face when I pulled her back onto my cock and she cried out again as I sank into her.
‘Fuck. I’ll never get tired of being inside you, Ellie Davenport. Never,’ I uttered sincerely. The way she moulded around me was incredible. Such a feeling of snugness and warmth. I felt her muscles rippling up and down my shaft, trying to get used to me stretching them. I started to move, slowly, testing her capacity to handle me. She was always wet for me, but some days she was more aroused than usual, which meant I could really power into her.
‘More,’ she ordered, ramming her hips back. ‘Give me more, give me you.’
‘Done, baby,’ I confirmed, slamming my hips up against her backside, forcing another scream of pleasure from her. I closed my eyes as I powered in and out of her, focussing on not coming until she was ready. I bent over her, placing one hand on the tree trunk above her head to steady myself, the other reaching around to play with her clit.
‘O my God, O … my … God. Dan, I’m going to come again,’ she moaned.
‘Just a bit longer,’ I coaxed, not wanting the moment to end. Being inside her was the place I felt most at home. She was my home. She was my everything.
‘Dan, we’re being watched,’ she suddenly whispered, stilling her gyrating hips. Fuck! I snapped my eyes open, stopping my thrusts and my fingers gliding around her clit. I was amazed to see a pair of large, round, brown eyes staring at us from the safety of another tree just ahead. The young deer looked as surprised to see us as we were to see it. Both of us held our breaths as it observed us. I’d never seen one in all of my years living up here, it was beautiful. I shifted position, trying to stop myself flexing inside Ellie. A twig under my foot snapped and the deer bolted, leaping over some bushes and disappearing from view. ‘Wow,’ she whispered. ‘Wasn’t it gorgeous?’
‘Hmmm,’ I confirmed, kissing the side of her neck.
‘I think it’s a sign that I’ll be pregnant again soon.’
‘Maybe, but it was seriously bad timing. I’ve lost my erection now.’
‘You liar,’ she laughed, grinding her hips. ‘You’re as hard as ever. As if I wouldn’t be able to feel that inside me.’
‘I think you need to feel more.’ I rammed back into her, taking her by surprise. Powerful thrusts soon had her rising up onto her tiptoes as I fought the urge to come again. She completely wrecked me. At this rate, I’d need stamina tips off Lucas.
‘Are you trying to kill me?’ she moaned, bracing her elbows as I slammed into her over and over.
‘Death by orgasm can’t be a bad way to go, surely?’
‘Not when you’re providing them. O shit,’ she mewled. I grinned as I felt her muscles tightening around me, the sound of her panting getting louder.
‘Come on, Ellie. I want to feel you come. Nothing beats your tight muscles milking my cock.’
‘I don’t want it to end,’ she nodded, letting out a long moan as I nibbled her neck. Jesus, she was killing me.
‘Who says we’re only doing this once? We have all afternoon and I never need long to get hard again around you.’ I knew the promise of more would do it. She started to tense up as our hips moved in perfect synchronicity, like we’d been doing this forever.
‘Yes, yes,’ she cried. ‘Don’t stop, don’t you dare … stop.’
‘As if,’ I uttered. I was too far gone myself, well beyond the point of no return. We both came together, spiralling down into an intense, euphoric, blissed-out daze. I hauled her upper body back, clutching her tightly to me as I angled her head and kissed her. We broke apart and just stayed coupled, panting, until we’d ridden out our high.
‘Happy we came for a run?’ she finally asked.
‘Ecstatic. I’d like to go for a run more often if this is the way they turn out.’
‘I think I’ll need to walk the rest of the way. My legs are like jelly.’
I laughed and kissed her again, then carefully pulled out of her, using a tissue from my pocket to clean her up. We pulled our clothes back up and grinned at each other. It had been a while since
we’d been spontaneous outdoors like that. I held her hand as we made our way up to the waterfall, only to find a picnic blanket laid out with a large hamper and a wine cooler.
‘What?’ she giggled when I looked at her curiously. ‘You’re not the only one who can plan things and boss your staff around.’
‘What did I do to deserve this?’ I asked, squeezing her hand tightly.
‘With looking after Jonas, I didn’t get the chance to do anything special for you for our anniversary, so I wanted to spend some time with you, to show you how much I appreciate you.’
‘Not necessary, baby,’ I reminded her with a chaste kiss.
‘I know,’ she confirmed, taking a seat on the tartan blanket. ‘But I wanted to. You do so much to show me how much you love me, and our two boys. Come and sit down, I have your favourite white wine chilling and I made some Scotch pies, as I know how much you love them. We also have some nice cheeses and pâté, and I baked you your favourite banana, date, and walnut loaf.’
‘You spoil me,’ I advised, sitting next to her and kissing her again as I clasped her face to hold her gaze. ‘Thank you for doing this for me.’
We spent the next forty minutes eating, drinking, and laughing. When I saw her trying to stifle a yawn, I lay down on my back and pulled her down on top of me, wrapping one arm around her waist to keep her close.
‘Tomorrow you’re having a lie in, with breakfast in bed. I’ll look after the boys. You look tired, you should let Jenny do more during the week. That’s why we pay her.’
‘But they’re my babies, I want to do everything for them,’ she protested, her eyes filling with tears of love. I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
‘When will you learn to accept help, Ellie? You’re only human, it’s hardly any time since you gave birth, and you’ve worked flat-out looking after him, writing, and getting yourself in shape again so fast. You’ve overdone it and you’re exhausted. No one is going to think any less of you for admitting you need help. I wish I didn’t have to spend so much time on this project or I’d do more.’
‘You do plenty, you’re busy enough. You don’t need any other pressures on you at the moment.’
‘Ellie Baxter,’ I scolded, making her grimace. I always reverted to her maiden name when I got mad with her. I’d never been able to erase this stubborn side of the woman I fell in love with that winter. ‘You’re going to start doing as you’re told. We’re a partnership, and just because I have a demanding job doesn’t mean I’m going to neglect my duties as a husband or father.’ I swept her fringe out of the way and traced the pale pink, silvery scar that remained from the time I nearly lost her, when Oliver had been ill. ‘This scar, that you hate so much, I love. It reminds me that I married a strong, amazing woman, who puts everyone else first, but I don’t want you getting any more scars by virtue of being with me. Let me do my part, let me take care of you now and then. Come on, sleep a while for me. We’re not in a rush to get back and it’s so peaceful up here.’
‘Ok,’ she sighed, giving in and nuzzling into my chest. I kissed her hair and ran my fingers in circles on her lower back until I felt her start to relax. It took a while, but eventually I smiled when I heard her let out the little sigh she always made as she fell asleep. I liked to make sure she fell asleep before I let myself. I kissed her again and closed my eyes. This project I was working on was really taking it out of me, but the implications for the military were huge. I was so close to having a prototype ready for them, but my family came first and Ellie needed more support right now. The prototype would have to wait a little longer.
I shot up, my heart racing as I heard Ellie scream, and looked around in a blind panic. I only relaxed when I heard her laughter and spotted her waist deep in the pool, shaking her hands with her back to me.
‘Jesus, Ellie. You scared the living daylights out of me,’ I uttered.
‘Sorry, it’s colder than it looks,’ she called over her shoulder, ‘especially when I’m naked.’
‘Naked?’ I sat up a bit straighter and scanned the ground. Sure enough, there were her clothes, including her knickers and sports bra, lying in a heap on the grass.
‘Hmmm,’ she confirmed, turning around to wink at me, showing off her full breasts and pert nipples. I growled and quickly stood up, discarding my clothes as fast as I could. Her eyes went wide, as ever, to see my immediate erection. I ran over and dove into the deep section that she was avoiding. I knew better than to swim up to her and grab her legs to pull her under. She’d made real headway with her fear of water since almost drowning in the loch, but she still didn’t like going underwater, and never ventured anywhere where she couldn’t feel the bottom under her feet, which was understandable. I popped up by her side, sweeping my hair back and the water out of my face as I stood up next to her.
‘I seem to recall something about sex under the waterfall,’ I reminded her. ‘Eyes, Ellie, I’m up here,’ I laughed.
‘Sorry,’ she giggled, her cheeks turning pink as she dragged her eyes off my stomach and hips. ‘You know what your body glistening with water does to me.’
‘I hope my body does it for you all the time, water or not, because yours sure as hell does it for me,’ I murmured, running a fingertip over one of her wet, stiffened nipples.
‘You know it does. Come on, how romantic would it be if you got me pregnant again here?’ She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the cascading water and the hidden alcove behind.
‘It’s not romantic getting you pregnant in a bed?’ I asked. I just didn’t get women’s ideas of romance sometimes.
‘Men!’ she tutted with a roll of her eyes. She disappeared through the wall of water with another scream and burst of laughter.
Day Three
One year later ~ Monday 7th October
Ellie
Dan held my hand, his other on my lower back to support me, as he helped me out of the plane and down the steps to where James was waiting for us on the tarmac.
‘Good morning, Sir. Good flight?’ James smiled.
‘Excellent, thanks James. I hope we didn’t keep you waiting? Andy and I were ready on time. I thought packing up a woman and her cases on a normal flight was bad enough, but add in Oliver and Jonas, and a female bodyguard-come-nanny, it’s a bloody nightmare. How are you?’ Dan asked, keeping one of his palms in the small of my back as he shook hands with James.
‘Just excellent myself, thank you, Sir. Glad to be back on the clock, it’s been a while with Mr. Steel being out of the country most of the time. Mr. Douglas has taken a trip to Australia for a few months, so I was quite excited to get your call asking for my services.’
‘It has been a while, but needs must now that Ellie is so heavily pregnant,’ Dan stated, looking around at me with a smile.
‘Mrs. Davenport, you look radiant,’ James beamed, making me laugh.
‘I look the size of a small hippopotamus and about ready to give birth at any moment, but thank you for being so sweet. It’s great to see you, James.’ I let go of Dan’s hand and gave James a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I was so fond of him, he’d been a great friend to Dan while we’d been separated, and to Lucas too, helping both of the stubborn men find their way back to their women.
‘James,’ came a squeal behind me. I laughed and stepped aside to watch Oliver run across the tarmac towards him, Jenny in tow holding Jonas’s hand as he wobbled unsteadily on his feet. Jonas had only started walking about four months ago and was still falling over on a regular basis.
‘Master Oliver,’ James grinned. He grabbed him and lifted him up into the air and spun him around, much to his delight. ‘How are you?’
‘Mummy says I’m a very good boy,’ he responded, nodding his head seriously as James set him back down.
‘I bet you are. Are you going to ride up front with me today?’
‘Daddy?’ Oliver looked up at Dan for permission, pulling his best pleading face. Dan laughed and ruffled his dark hair. ‘Of course you can, Ollie.’
‘Jonas too?’
‘O, darling, he’s too small to go in the front. Only big boys get to ride in the front of the limo,’ I reminded him, making him pout and let out a heavy sigh.
He was growing up so fast. He was going to be three and a half in a few weeks, Jonas was already nineteen months old and Oliver was so protective of him. He hated going anywhere without his little brother. I put a hand over my heavily pregnant stomach and smiled as I looked down at it. I hoped both of the boys would be equally attentive to their baby sister when she arrived on Thursday, which was the reason we were back in London, for my caesarean. Dan had tried hard this time, but his growing nerves were obvious to me, so I didn’t make any objections when he’d insisted on me seeing the same top consultant here again. He’d even insisted that we use London-based Dr. Harris, the leading paediatrician in the UK, for both of the boys, rather than one up in Scotland. I’d already decided this would be our last baby, before I even found out that it was the girl I’d longed for. There was a limit to how much I was prepared to see him suffer, worrying about me again. Thankfully, luck had been on our side when I got pregnant in January. Oliver soon perked up when James opened the driver’s door and helped him in, letting him hoot the horn and pretend to steer while he went to help Dan load our many cases.
‘Come on, Ellie. You look tired, go and sit down, I’ll get Jonas strapped in,’ Jenny smiled, rubbing my arm.
‘All I’ve done is rest for the last two weeks,’ I moaned under my breath, so Dan wouldn’t hear. He’d had someone shadowing me every second I was awake and had restricted my working hours, as well as my time spent cooking. I was getting seriously bored.
‘And you’ll be resting until long after that baby’s made her debut,’ Andy advised, taking my hand and helping me into the back of the limo. ‘Don’t think that just because Chris has the next two weeks off, James is going to give you any slack when he picks up his duties.’
‘I’ll have plenty of people looking after me,’ I smiled. I was beyond excited to see Brooke, Molly, Luiza, and Magda, who’d all devised a shift pattern to make sure I wasn’t alone while we stayed in London and Dan was working. ‘It’s my man I’m worried about. Please keep an eye on him for me?’ I asked quietly, beseeching Andy with my eyes.
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