The Love Handles Club (Love in the City Short) (11 page)

I started with his dress shirt. Button by button I worked away, licking my lips and stopping a few times to kiss his newly exposed chest and abs. He seemed to really like that, but I had other ideas for my lips. I had a feeling he’d like that plan too.

Once unbuttoned, I pushed the shirt off of him. Then I removed his socks and pants. He helped me get his pants down his legs, as I wasn’t that flexible right now.

Now he was down to his boxer briefs. My beautiful man. He appeared fully ready for me too, filled out in all the right places, not a love handle in sight either. Carved well and defined.

I’d seen him before, made love to him countless times as a teen even. Granted it was years ago and he was a man now, but tonight there was something totally different between us. All the past memories didn’t seem to count. They’d faded and felt like a lifetime ago. We were truly having a new beginning.

My fingers found the waistline of his briefs and I heard him gasp as I felt under the elastic, stretching them and pulling them down and over his erection. My tongue licked up him, making him twitch. He was perfect. Tall, muscles, and all man. I could hardly stop staring at his perfection.

He must have liked what I was doing as his hands laced through my hair and subtly guided me back to his erection. I licked and sucked. Listened to his moans. They were telling me that he liked what I was doing.

“Oh damn, Kelly. I’m about ready to blow. It’s been so long for me too.” He pulled my head away from him. I looked up at him confused. I didn’t really know what he wanted me to do next. I was willing to do just about anything. Well, anything my body would let me.

“Is it okay if you ride me?” His request was so sweet and sexy.

“Yes. Would you like that?” His eyes were glazed and heavy with desire.

“I want to be inside you so damn bad. I want you riding on top of me if it’s okay.”

I gingerly straddled him legs on each side of his body as he helped to line himself up to me. One of his hands prepared me for him as his other brought his erection to me. When I felt him at my opening, I gently sank down, feeling him stretch me.

Damn, it felt so good. I threw my head back. The feeling of him inside of me was too much and I couldn’t keep quiet if I tried. Then he started moaning too. We took a moment to adjust as my body took him in fully. Exquisite. Nothing better described the feeling of him inside of me. I began moving in a grinding motion against him. His fingers found my clit and I swore they were magic. I continued to work against him. Grinding away. His fingers never relented either. Another orgasm came flying through me. I was lost and wanted to collapse.

“Oh damn, Kelly, I’m coming.” He rose up and held me as tight as he could. I felt his hips rising up to meet me. His rhythm was erratic as he drew close. Seconds later, his orgasm pulsed its release into me. Afterward, we sagged against one another trying to catch our breath. He continued to rub my back. Soft caresses. My arms were too lifeless to return the favor.

We fell back on our pillows and eventually spooned together. He was to my back with arms wrapped around my belly.

“Kelly, that was unreal.” His words were barely a whisper but in the silent room I didn’t miss a single one.

“I love you, Bradley.” I was practically asleep as I said his name. It was time to sleep for a bit and rest up for another round or two… We had some catching up to do
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The nurse had just left my room. She’d stopped by to check up on me, take my blood pressure and see how we were faring as first-time parents. With one look around her, she knew all was well. Bradley was slightly snoring as he slept in the reclining chair. Little Sydney was lying across his chest sound asleep as she snuggled into his bulky chest.

Looking at them made my heart swell and I couldn’t help tearing up. Bradley had been there for me since the first night at the Love Handles’ get together. It was his strength that got me through some dark days. I knew that he would be there for me and little Sydney no matter what we faced. We were a family now. The Dawson’s of Dallas, Texas. I couldn’t ask for anything more. I felt like the most blessed woman in the entire world.

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