A Welcome Home

A Welcome Home
Mason

I darted across the room to my bedside table, where I kept the bunny ears that I wore the night I met her. Excitement hummed through my body as I heard her moving around my bathroom. I had never been happier to have someone come over to my place as I was to have Laurel there. When I heard the elevator stop on my floor, I hadn't known what to think. It had crossed my mind that maybe the key card had been swiped by some teenage thug who was looking to rob me, but nope! When the doors opened and my eyes landed on the love of my life, I had thought I was seeing things, and then she moved.

In that split second, everything that we had been through had been worth it. All my doubts had been erased in that tiny fraction of a second, and all I had wanted to do was hold her. I closed my eyes as I thought about the way she had stepped closer to me. She hadn’t pushed me away. God, I never thought that it would mean so much to me to not be pushed away, but it did. I had been terrified that she would disappear out of my arms like a dream that I couldn’t hold on to once I opened my eyes.

And now she was in my bathroom getting ready. This was not the homecoming I expected. Not at all. I thought she would come home, and want to talk, but no. It was clear from her demeanor and the outfit she chose to wear that she wanted a different kind of homecoming, which was completely fine with me. I had been missing every part of her. It wasn’t just her body. It was everything that made her who she was. It was the way she smiled. It was the way she carried herself. It was the very essence of her that drew me in and kept me holding on for her.

I hadn’t expected her to come home so quickly after Carl had been dealt with. I thought she would need time to deal with what happened, but she seemed to have already found her peace, and I couldn’t be happier about that. I was glad that she had gotten to punish him, and just thinking about the way Carl had looked when I arrived was enough to make my dick stand straight up. It wasn’t that I liked men, or the violence aspect of it. Knowing that Laurel had finally stuck up for herself in a way that left no doubts about how she felt had been exciting to see.

It was just one part of my Little Bunny that she had discovered. It had been clear from the moment that she walked off the elevator that her confidence had improved, and I was going to do everything in my power to make it even stronger. Not that I thought she needed me to tell her how perfect she was, but I was still going to do it, because she just simply was. When I finally heard the bathroom open again, I quickly put the mask in its place on my face before spinning around.

“What’s wrong, White Rabbit?” she purred as she moved her hands up my chest and over my shoulders, before moving them down my arms and letting them come to a rest on my stomach.

“Nothing,” I moaned as she started to lightly scratch her nails over my abs. “Just don’t stop doing that.”
Her lips curled up in a coy smile before she moved her hands lower to shove my sweats and boxers off my hips. As soon as they hit the floor, she tugged me over to the bed, where she sat me on the edge before immediately straddling me. She reached between our bodies to pull the bodysuit to the side and sank down onto my cock without hesitation. Her head fell back as a moan slipped out of her, making my cock throb inside of her. I took a deep breath as I tried to keep control of myself. Between her warmth, wetness, and tightness, I was struggling to not just thrust into her, but, boy, was it hard. Not as hard as I was, but almost.

“Mason,” she whispered, “Fuck me like the first night.”

Emotions whipped through me faster than I could name them before I gripped her waist and carefully tossed her onto the bed. I turned around, got on my knees, and positioned her on hers with her face buried in the pillows. I grabbed the cotton ball on her ass at the same time I moved the body suit off her core so I could thrust into her as I pulled her back. My eyes fluttered close as I repeatedly drove my shaft into her. God she felt incredible. She always had, but knowing that she was all mine now made everything hit differently.

Every pulse of her pussy around my dick had me wanting to howl in ecstasy. Every time I pushed into her, her core clamped on me, desperately trying to hold me in place, while her juices rolled down my shaft before dripping off my balls onto my thighs. Suddenly she pushed herself up, fisting her hands in the bedding before rocking her body back against mine. I spanked her ass as the friction we were creating changed, adding a lot more tingles to the tips of my toes. Fuck, this woman! I wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her in place as I pounded into her harder, trying my best not to just explode inside of her yet. I needed to hold it for a little longer, but I wasn’t sure if I could. Her pussy was clenching harder with every thrust, and–a strangled moan filled the air as her core clamped down around my cock, refusing to let it go.

“LAUREL!” I cried out as I gave in to what my body desperately wanted.

My cock spasmed inside of her, giving her every last bit of cum that had been stored in my balls, just waiting for her to come so I could give it to her. When her pussy loosened up, I pulled my hips back before driving into her again, causing both of us to shudder as her pussy clenched around my shaft again. After a few more thrusts, I slowly pulled out of her as I fisted my hand around the base of my cock so I could stroke it, hoping to put as much as my cum inside of her as I could. Not that it would do anything. She was already pregnant with my child, and I wouldn’t change that for anything in the world. When I finally pulled out of her entirely and tossed myself down next to her, she slowly slid down onto the bed before turning her head so that she was looking at me.

“Hey, Mason. I’m home,” she teased.

I chuckled as I spanked her ass. “So I see!” I leaned down to kiss her lips softly. “I’m really glad that you are home, baby. I have missed you more than I ever thought it was possible to miss someone or something.’
She smiled up at me drowsily. “I missed you too. I’m sorry I left you. I was scared. I didn’t want Carl to hurt you. I didn’t want to be the reason that you died. I was only trying to protect you. If he hadn’t been around, I would have never.”

I laid down next to her, facing her so I could look into her eyes. “I know, Little Bunny.” I reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear. “You didn’t want to be the reason I died, but you were the reason I killed.”

When she blinked in surprise, I immediately regretted what I said. I didn’t want her to be afraid of me. I didn’t want her to think that I was violent or that I would ever hurt her.

“What do you mean?” she asked quietly.

I took her hand and laid our joined ones between us. “On Saturday after you left the bar, Joey called me. He invited me there. When I walked into the bar, I thought the bikers had almost killed Carl, but Joseph told me that they hadn’t touched him. He said that you had. And I was so fucking proud of you. I hoped that now that he was out of the picture, you would come home to me. When they offered me a chance to punish Carl too, I took it. I killed him so that he would never, ever be able to come after you again.” I let her hand go to cup her face. “Even if you decide to leave me, you will always be safe from him.”

She scooted closer and wrapped her arm around my waist. “I’m not going anywhere, Mason. Not again. I love you too fucking much to be away from you again.”

My lips curled up at the passion in her voice. “Guess we really are soulmates then, because I love you too fucking much to let you go again.”