I Love It: 10 Intense Stories to Keep the Passion Alive (Shameless Book Bundles 6)

by Saffron Daughter

  “What for?”

  “For being so scared for so long.”

  He moved my hand down to his chest. “You feel my heart? I’m petrified.”

  “You’re scared? What of?”

  A few heavy tears landed on my lips and I swallowed them. I don’t know if they were mine or Brad’s.

  “Hurting you.”

  “Trust me, babe.” I dropped into a stage whisper. “I’m not a virgin.”

  “Not like that. Turkey.” He held up his hand again, the one with the little scars on it. “I’m a man. I’m a doer. I’m meant to protect you.”

  I kissed his hand, kissed all the little marks I’d made. “You are. You do.”

  He pressed his fingers to my cheek, ran them slowly down my body, coming to rest on my hip. There was a distance in his eyes and I knew instantly where he’d gone. Back to the delivery room.

  “I know it was all happening to you. The pain was yours, the vulnerability, the anger. But there’s still pain for a man. To see the woman you love more than life itself, tearing at the bedsheets, clawing at the world, because she’s hurting so bad and there’s nothing you can do about it. It wouldn’t be one-tenth of what you felt. But it’s the greatest pain I’ve ever known.”

  “Oh, babe.” I reached down and stroked his gorgeous cock, though he was as hard as I’d ever seen him. I pulled on him lightly, just drawing him in, guiding him home.

  Suddenly, he was right there. One little push and he’d fill me.

  I moved my hand out of harm’s way and pulled at him with my feet. He slipped easily into me and I gave his shoulder some little marks to match the ones on his hand.

  “Oh, Brad…I’ve missed this. So fucking much.”

  I could sense him holding back, as if his strength would somehow hurt me. Now…or in nine months’ time. I rested my palms on his chest and pushed lightly. “Babe, stop.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “No, I want this. Hell, I need this. But not this way.” I pushed him over on his back and rolled up on top, sliding myself back down the hot length of his cock.

  I grabbed his wrists, held his hands down beside his head, draping my breasts all over his face. When I’m Abbie’s mommy, I feel like my life is out of control, like every moment is a fresh challenge. But in that moment I was Bradley’s wife, astride my bull-strong husband and directing the play. I was the alpha. The driver. This, I could do.

  Anchored in place, I ground my hips over Bradley’s, allowed his thick cock to fill me. I could barely believe how his face sizzled with intensity and want. His naked desire hit me like a train, and it freed me from the burden I’d been carrying. The burden I’d clearly created for myself.

  My heart seemed to swell as he captivated me with only his eyes. He plunged his face between my heavy breasts and bunted his pelvis right at mine.

  Though he pushed up with his hands, my grip held true and I kept him under my control. Whether he really couldn’t overpower me or he just understood where my head was at, I truly didn’t care. It either made me strong or it made him sensitive, and no matter which it was I still won.

  “Holy hell, Tez…” His voice was no more than a rasping moan, and an instant later it was gone, swallowed in the deep, wet kiss I smothered him with. Joined at the hips and the mouths we ground against each other, nothing but skin and sweat and heat between us.

  Bradley slipped his mouth down and feasted on my throat, suckling and licking and biting, sharp pain mingling with sweet pleasure. I bit into my lip and squeezed his body between my thighs as if I could draw him deeper than he already was. Waves of pleasure arced from my clit and fired through my body, reaching deeper and wider than they ever had before pregnancy. It was as though the pounding of my contractions had beaten down walls, had opened new channels within my body.

  Bradley’s breath came in short, punching blows, the way it always did when he was close to coming. Finally I released his wrists and he threw his hands down onto my big ass and squeezed, his fingers sinking in so deep they must have disappeared from view. It was a sweet hurt, a stretching of skin that tingled straight into the core of my body.

  He arched his strong back and raised me bodily from the bed, the desire on his face turning to beautiful pain as the heat of his climax burst inside me.

  I followed right after, my orgasm erupting like a fireball, and coursing through my body with a power that astonished me, but that I finally understood. Because, yeah, childbirth had been hell, but I’d taken everything it threw at me and I’d beaten it. It was no longer some dark, formless monster lurking around that next corner, waiting to pounce on me. It had done its worst, but I knew now it was something I could do. Knowing I had that strength finally let me see myself the way my husband saw me. And it made me feel sexier than an unblemished belly or a tiny ass ever did.

  I fell into Bradley’s arms, my hair sticking to my face. Neither of us had the breath to speak, nor the words to say.

  As if on cue, Abbie began to cry again. I lifted my head and groaned, but Bradley steered me back down off his body and onto the bed.

  “I got this, Tez.”

  He slipped off the bed, pulled on some shorts and left the room. I knew the moment he arrived at Abbie’s door, simply by the squealing giggle she let loose. Whatever magic there was between the two of them, I hoped it would never fade.

  “Hello, Gabby Abbie. How’s my sweetie? Oh, you’re a hungry little thing, huh?”

  He laid her down on the bed beside me and she latched on like there was no tomorrow. Bradley sat on the edge of the bed and watched us, his smiling face glinting with a sheen of tears.

  “God, you’re perfect. Both of you.”

  I held my hand out to him, and he kissed my fingers, then hooked my hand around the back of his neck.

  “I was thinking, Tez. It’s not too late for us to switch. Mike’d give you your job back in a flash. If you want it.”

  I pulled him down so his body and mine shielded Abbie from the world. “No, babe. Everything I want is right here.”

  “You sure?”

  “Uh-huh.” I stroked Abbie’s impossibly soft hair. “This…this, I can do.”

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  About the Author

  Willsin Rowe

  Willsin Rowe falls in love with a scent, a playful expression or an act of casual intimacy more easily than with physical beauty. When confronted by any combination of these he is a lost cause.

  He has done many things over and over. He has done even more things only once. He has half-done more things than he cares to admit.

  He is intelligent but not sensible. He is polite but inappropriate. He is passionate but fearful. He is honest but reticent. He is not scruffy enough nor stylish enough to be cool.

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  Also from Willsin Rowe

  Indigo: Lush redhead Indigo Byrne’s greatest form of expression comes through her viola. She pours her soul into her music at the expense of everything else; friends, family, even lovers. But her life changes in a single moment, when a dark presence makes itself known, and her body blooms with a dangerous desire.

  After nine centuries on Earth, Caleb Durant believes he’s seen everything this world can offer. With an unblemished record of ending every life he feeds from, the joyful music of living has become the trudging rhythm of mere existence. But when he senses the essence of the curvy young violist, Caleb doubts his sanity. In 900 years he’s felt nothing like it.

  When these two outsiders come together, spirits soar, blood flows and long-hidden secrets beg for release. But if Caleb gives her everything—his heart, his soul, and his bite—he may just kill his soul mate.

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