Flynn(33)

“I had to come back because I know we’re going to find Emily. In my heart, I know you and she are supposed to be in my life.”

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too.” She pulled at the towel, loosening it and making it fall to the floor. He got on the bed beside him as he put his hand under her sweater, feeling her breasts and their nipples turn hard between his fingers. He leaned over and kissed her again, growing harder as Natalie’s hand went onto his cock and began stroking it.

If only they’d get a call saying Emily was safe, his world would be damn near perfect.

Never one to rush lovemaking, today would have to be an exception. He needed Natalie. He needed to be inside her so they could reconnect and be one.

Lifting up her sweater, she took the cue about his urgency and lifted it over her head. She was wearing the pretty blue bra again. He fingered its lace edges. She removed it, tossing it next to the towel that only minutes ago had been secured around his waist.

Her jeans and panties were the only thing in the way now. He tugged at the zipper. She lifted her butt off the bed, allowing him to pull them down her legs. The tiny pink bow on her panties was super cute. He fingered that too before sliding the underwear down her legs.

Flynn ran his hand over her thighs. How he’d missing seeing the gorgeous white skin and the dark curls at the top of them. He pushed them slightly apart, already seeing the shiny evidence of her arousal clinging to her outer pussy lips.

She was beautiful.

And the scar. Today it looked more raised and pink.

He ran his finger the length of it.

“Did it hurt?” he asked.

“Nope, they put me right out because the baby… Emily was a long time in my birth canal. When I woke up it was all over.”

He kissed her. “It must have been horrible for you.”

She rested her hand on his face. “Worst part was having to stay in the hospital longer, seeing everyone with their babies, my breasts producing milk and not having a baby to feed.”

He could imagine what she’d gone through. He looked down at her stomach. Her body had given him Emily. All the years of joy because she’d carried her and loved her.

She stroked his face again.

“Make love to me,” she said.

Flynn reached over to the nightstand and pulled open the bottom drawer. He found a condom sitting on top of one of the books he’d been reading a few weeks ago. He laid back on the bed to sheath himself, knowing within seconds he’d be in paradise.

****

There was one moment she’d grown to love, and that was when Flynn’s cock introduced itself to her pussy. He was always so gentle as he pushed inside her. She was tense today, tense and tight because she’d been on edge not knowing what reception she’d get from him when she’d arrived unannounced at his front door.

He moved slowly over her body, looking down and smiling at her.

He loved her. She’d guessed that he did.

Natalie bucked her body upward to meet his thrusts that were now getting harder and quicker.

She’d missed him. Missed being around him. Hearing his voice. Even the smell of his aftershave. And yes, his body being this intimate with hers.

Wrapping her legs around him, she felt him slid deeper. She gasped but in a good way. The end of his cock tickled the back of her pussy, making it spasm as her orgasm built slowly, wave upon wave of pure pleasure that only Flynn could give her.

Her muscles tensed, her pussy pulled, and then that was it. Fireworks, sparks, and warmth spread through her channel and thighs. No one had ever given her these sorts of sensations.

Flynn groaned as he picked up tempo, breathing heavily. Her knowing him well enough now to sense that he was on the verge of his own release. And then it happened quickly, the tell-tale pressure flooding inside her that told her he’d climaxed.

She could even hear his heart beating as he pulled out and laid his body close to hers. She’d always dreamed about having another child. One that no one would take away from her. Natalie turned over on her side, running her hand down his belly. A child with Flynn, a brother or sister for Emily.

Emily.

Here they were enjoying their reunion   and the pure pleasure of one another’s bodies when they had to find their daughter.

“We’re going to find her today,” said Natalie. “I feel it in my heart that she’s safe and close by.”

He turned and kissed her.

“I hope so because once I have her back, and now that you’re here with me, I have everything I’ll ever need.”

****

Natalie had insisted on cooking them breakfast before they headed out to join Shane and Rory and twenty plus volunteers from Timber Creek in the continuing search for Emily.