EroticReverie

Abigail

Sex on the kitchen counter, the small table, against the wall, on the floor of the tiny hallway, and then at last on the bed, where I now lay, sprawled over Brant, cheek to his chest, his hand slipping through my hair, combing it with his fingertip as I lay there, leg draped over him, arm across his chest. 

"Promise you'll never leave me Abigail." he says out of nowhere. 

I lift my head and my brows pinch, and the look in his eyes, isn't lust or longing or love, it's sadness. 

"Brant.." I say gently and I shift up slightly and place my hand on his cheek. 

"Why would you even think that ? What about any of the things we've gone through has you thinking I'm not in this with you forever?" I ask. 

He shakes his head. "I don't know...you're just...you don't know how important you are to me...and...you're young...you could change your mind...what if you decide i'm too old, that you don't want to be with the father of your ex boyfriend and decide i'm-"

I shut him up with a kiss, and I kiss him again, and again, my mouth showering his with soft kisses as I hold his handsome face in my hand and then kiss the corner of his mouth , along his jaw and to his ear and I sigh. 

"I will never...ever ...leave you" I say softly. "I promise." 

He sighs and then gently grabs my hair and lifts my head and his eyes are on mine as I look down at him. 

"I love you." I tell him. "I'm so madly in love with you Brant."I shake my head. 

"And I'm scared too....because YOU could change you mind...but..I love you. I love you so fucking much, and I never want to spend another day where you're not mine. You're mine. Fucking MINE" I say and give him a playful little nip on his lip making him smile. 

"I want to spend the rest of my life making out with this handsome...sexy face" I say and nip his jaw and kiss down his neck. 

"I'm crazy for you" I whisper on his neck and gently bite the skin there and he groans. 

"I love you so much" I moan as I feel the exact thing I profess to him coursing through me, saying the words out loud over and over lighting up the need that lays inside me for him constantly. 

"I love you too" he answers and I kiss him again. 

"I never want to leave this little house...or this bed..." I tell him, and kiss him again. 

"I want to make out with you, fuck you, make love to you and just...be...with you"  I say and he groans. 

"I want that too." he says.

"Put your hands on me" I whisper and he smiles softly up at me, as I shift onto him, sitting up slowly as his hands guide me to do so. 

"That's yours." I say as his hands grab my waist. They slip down my hips. 

"That's yours too." I say and he smiles up at me, my naked body on his as I straddle him and his hands slip up my sides.

"Everything you can touch....and the parts of me you cant.." I say, taking his hand from my side and sliding it over my mid chest, over where my heart beats.  "Is yours." 

"You're the most incredible woman." he says and I smile and I guide his hand to the side and over my breast and he hums softly. 

"Touch me everywhere. I want your hands all over me." I say and he groans, and I feel his cock grow harder beneath me. 

His hands grabbing my breasts and massaging them , his hands slipping down , leaving my breasts and nipples aching for more as his hands slip over my skin, up over my collarbone, to my shoulder and up the sides of my neck and I bite my lip my head going back as he slides his hands back down and over my breasts, his thumb rubbing my nipples in circles as he cups them. 

"You are so beautiful Abigail" he says and I lift my head and lower my chin then lift my hands and lean over him. 

"Touch me Brant" I moan and his hands slip around my back, and up and down, and the feather light graze of his fingertips has goosebumps erupting all over my skin. 

"I love how sexy you make me feel when you touch me" I whisper and he inhales and exhales slowly. I lean down further pressing my breasts to his chest as I look at him, his hands slipping down my ass and grabbing it. 

"I belong to you" I tell him, wanting him to know how fucking helpless I was to ever make his worst nightmare come true. There was no way I'd ever leave him, it was impossible, not after these past few days, not after getting him back. 

I kiss him again and he groans, his hands slipping away from my ass and lifting my face.

I lift my hips, one hand reaching down as I take his cock, guiding him into me as I settle down slowly onto him, moaning softly, gasping against his mouth as we both let our mouths fall open, our parted lips brushing each others as I sink down onto him. 

"You own every part of me" i confess quietly. 

"i love you so much" I pant softly against his mouth as I lift up and sink back down onto him, his hands still on my face, our eyes on each others. 

"You own me just the same" he says. "I've never loved anyone, or anything , cherished someone more than I do you" he whispers against my mouth and press my lips to his. 

"I want to marry you" I moan. "I want to have your babies" 

He groans. "Yes Abigail" 

I move a bit faster, moaning as I feel Brant sliding in and out of my pussy, how perfect her feels inside of me, and I wonder when he's old, when i'm old, if our bodies will need each other this way, or if we're going to fuck so much that eventually, when we're too old to do it, cuddling and kissing and staring longingly will be enough, and all we'll be able to muster up, is the energy to replay hot moments like this in our heads, recalling this week, and I wonder how much sex we'll have that will actual rival these first times...when it first started until now....all the sex we have is amazing, will it just get more amazing. I imagine it would, being his wife, with him inside me...married to him. His children inside of me. 

I moan as I think about the ways we'll have to be quiet to keep the kids from hearing us making love or fucking, how I hope that he never stops thinking I'm the sexiest woman he's ever seen. Wanting to always feel this way. Like a fucking princess, or a queen, or the goddess he claims me to be. 

"I can't wait to have a family with you" I moan and he groans. 

"Baby" he kisses me hard and then is rolling us to our sides and holding me to him, my leg pulled up over his hip as our bodies push and move against one another as we kiss passionately.

"fuck i'm so lucky you're mine Abigail, i'd do anything for you baby, fucking anything" he groans and I moan, because I know it's true. He risked his marriage, his family, to essentially start a new one with me. Part of me still feels guilty, no matter how much of a dick Brett is, this was still his father, and Brett was still BRant's son, and I still hoped deep down that eventually, after time, they'd be okay, that this wouldnt just be a small fraction of time in our story, and they'd heal from it. Even parts of me still felt guilty about his ex wife Celia, but I was selfish. I didn't care enough, and never had, I'd known what I wanted, even back then. 

Sure it wasn't the intense chemistry it is now, but I knew, there was always something about Brant that screamed that he was mine, that he belonged to me. That I had to have him. 

"fuck me baby" I moan and pull him over me, as I roll onto my back and he groans, his hips sinking into me, my back arching as he fills me, and I lift my legs around him , my hands on his chest, as he braces himself, hovering over me, fucking me slowly.

"fuck" I whimper softly as I look down between us. I could cry over how good it felt to have him again, how perfect it felt with him inside me, his cock fucking my pussy, owning me, claiming me over and over several times a day. 

"it's yours" I cry softly. "that pussy is yours baby" I say softly, and it was a new mood, the soft love making mixed with a little bit of dirty talk, but the words werent groaned or growled or moaned, but whispered, panted quietly as he kept fucking me, making love to me on this bed that I wanted to share with him forever. 

"look at how good you fit inside me...look at my pussy take it all baby...every inch" I whisper and he groans and our eyes are back on each others. 

"I feel like i need to thank you everytime im inside you because of how fucking good you feel Abigail" he says and I whimper and I pull his mouth to mine, kissing him harder, his thrusts picking up, my cunt drenching his cock and the sheets as my arousal and our past mess from earlier still drips from me. 

"i wish I could explain how fucking good you feel...what it's like to have your perfect , sexy fucking cunt taking my cock inside it" he groans and I moan and kiss him again. 

"yeah" I pant, encouranging him quietly for more of his words. 

"i wish I knew how it felt for you...if it feels as good for you as it does for me...how god damn fucking much it feels like a heaven that I dont deserve" 

"Brant" I almost cry as I pull him to my mouth against and the slide my hands to his back, down to his ass, pushing myself up against him as I pull him deeper inside me. His head moves and hangs by my head as he keeps thrusting.

"i'd do anything for you Abigail, I'm never letting you leave me ever again" he says and I moan, clenching around him. 

"I'd tie you down if you ever tried to leave...i'd kill any many that tried to take you from me...i swear it...i'd fucking kill anyone that lays a fucking finger on what's mine" he growls slightly and I gasp.

"oh fuck, baby" I cry, and I loved this side, the touch me and he'll burn the world down side, the savage over protesctive, posessive confessions, because the words he was speaking only mimicked the ones in my head when I thought about anyone ever taking Brant from me, or how crazy I'd fucking go if he ended things. 

"i wanted to fucking rip Celia's hair out" I admit. It didnt matter that part of me felt bad, because another part of me, the part that claimed this man as mine, wanted to rip her to shreds and claw her fucking eyes out when she showed up here. 

"I wanted to fucking bash her fucking head in for crying to you, for even making you feel bad for her" I admit with a shock to myself. 

I think it might be too much, but he groans. 

"fuck Abigail" he groans and bites my neck. 

"You better always feel this fucking way baby, cause im never gonna not think about destroying anyone who comes between us" 

"Nobody gets to come between us" I assure him. 

"ever" he groans. 

"ever" I agree.