And like the slave my body is to him, I convulse on cue. Julian holds himself deep, crying out as his own orgasm rips through him.
We pant and gasp for air, our hearts racing out of control.
Our lips meet. The kiss is soft, tender, and gentle. My beautiful man is finally back where he belongs.
“I love you,” he whispers as he falls against me.
I hold him close and I can’t help but smile. “I love you, too, Mr. Masters.”
“Dad’s home!” Sammy calls from his place at the window.
Excitement instantly fills me. Julian had to go to work today, but we want to tell the children about our engagement together. I had to take my ring off and everything.
I stand in the kitchen with my nerves dancing in my stomach. As soon as he walks into the house, his eyes find me across the room and I melt.
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