Ella
I 'm not sure if I passed out, lost consciousness or just fell asleep from sheer and total exhaustion, but when I open my eyes again, it takes me a minute to realize that it wasn't a dream. Jamie's arm is a heavy, comforting weight around my waist.
There's a dull ache between my legs. When I rub my thighs together, I can feel the sticky wetness seeping from me.
Fill you up so full.
I remember Jamie's words while he fucked me. He told me he was going to fill me up and fuck a baby into me. A shiver races through me at the memory. And the subsequent memory of me telling him yes and wanting that more than anything else in the world.
A baby?
Yes.
The thought settles over me as I roll over in bed so I can look at him. Jamie. My man. The thought almost makes me giggle like a silly schoolgirl.
But there was nothing silly about what we just did. That was simply amazing. I know instinctively it was so good because Jamie is my perfect match. We're meant to be together in every way.
My hand travels up to my belly, where maybe—hopefully—there's already the start of a baby growing there, taking root.
I snuggle closer onto Jamie's chest. I've never felt so good. So settled. So perfectly at home. And it's all because of a website where I was lucky enough to be matched with my mountain man.
My forever.