Chapter 329: I Can’t Wait For Our Forever

David’s POV

I didn’t pull out right away after we both came undone.

I couldn’t.

Holly’s body was still fluttering around me, aftershocks squeezing my cock like she never wanted to let me go.

Her chest heaved under mine, the silk scarf damp with her spit and tears of pure pleasure.

I reached up with shaky fingers and tugged the fabric down, freeing her mouth. She gasped in a breath, lips swollen and red, and immediately dragged me down into a messy, desperate kiss.

“More,” she whispered against my tongue, voice wrecked. “David… I need more. I can’t stop wanting you. Punish me again.”

A broken laugh tore out of me. “Baby, you’re gonna kill me.”

But my body was already answering for me. I was still hard inside her…still thick, still throbbing.

I rolled us slowly, keeping us joined, until she was sprawled on top of me, thighs straddling my hips. Her hands planted on my chest as she looked down at me with those wild, glassy eyes.

“Then die happy,” she breathed, and started to move.

Slow at first. Sinful rolls of her hips that dragged her slick heat along every inch of me.

I groaned, hands flying to her waist, fingers digging into soft flesh hard enough to leave fresh bruises on top of the ones I’d already given her previously.

She leaned forward, hair falling around us like a curtain, and kissed me deep while she rode me…lazy, filthy circles that made wet sounds fill the dark room.

“Fuck… Holly…” I thrust up to meet her, hitting that spot that made her whimper every single time. “Look at you. So greedy for my cock even after I just filled you up.”

She moaned, nails raking down my chest. “Yours. Only yours. I’ll never get enough.”

The pace quickened. She braced her hands on my shoulders and started bouncing…hard, fast, chasing another high like the first one hadn’t even taken the edge off.

I sat up halfway, wrapping one arm around her back to hold her close while my other hand slipped between us, thumb finding her swollen clit and rubbing tight, relentless circles. Her head fell back, mouth open on a silent cry, tits bouncing with every slam of her hips.

I latched onto one nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing just enough to make her clench around me like a vice.

“David…oh God!”

“Come on my cock again, baby. Let me feel you fall apart.”

She did. Spectacularly.

Her whole body seized, thighs shaking violently as she came with my name tearing from her throat but I swallowed the moan with a kiss.

I flipped us in one smooth motion, pinning her beneath me again, and fucked her through it…deep, punishing strokes that dragged her orgasm out until she was sobbing with overstimulation and still begging for more.

We didn’t stop.

Couldn’t stop.

We rolled and shifted and claimed each other again and again…her on her knees with her face pressed into the pillow while I took her from behind, my hand fisted in her hair…then her riding me reverse, ass bouncing as I slapped it red…then slow and deep with her legs over my shoulders, foreheads pressed together while I whispered every filthy, reverent thing I felt for her.

By the time we finally collapsed, the sheets were ruined, our bodies slick with sweat, and the sky outside was starting to lighten.

We were both trembling, lungs burning, but still connected…my cock softening inside her, her thighs locked around my waist like she’d fight anyone who tried to pull us apart.

We must have dozed for an hour, maybe two.

When I woke, the first thing I felt was her mouth on my neck, soft open-mouthed kisses trailing down my chest. I groaned, already half-hard again.

“Holly…”

“Shower,” she murmured, nipping at my collarbone. “Then bed again. I’m not done with you.”

We barely made it to the bathroom without fucking against the wall.

The hot spray hit us and she dropped to her knees instantly, taking me into her mouth like she was starving.

I let her have her fun until my thighs shook, then hauled her up, spun her around, and fucked her slow and deep against the cool tile while water poured over us both.

She came with my fingers on her clit and my teeth in her shoulder, and I followed right after, growling her name like a prayer.

Afterward, clean and boneless, we tumbled back into the wrecked bed wrapped only in a single towel that kept slipping off her.

I yanked the ruined bedsheet off and pulled her into my chest, her leg thrown over mine, fingers lazily tracing the marks I’d left all over her body. The room smelled like sex and vanilla and us.

She cleared her throat, like someone that is ready to confess to a crime, and told me about the tattoo of my initials on her ass...at the curve of her butt.

Why the hell haven't I noticed that despite how many times I've fucked that ass?

Well, I did take my time, worshiping that spot to make up for my shortcomings.

I pressed a kiss to her damp hair afterwards and asked. “When did you fall for me, baby? Really fall. Not the obsession… the real thing.”

Holly tilted her head up, eyes soft and shining in the low morning light. She didn’t even hesitate.

“Right then. When you saved me from my father. When that gun was pointed at me and you stepped in front of it without blinking. I looked at you…covered in rain, ready to take a bullet for me…and something in my chest just…clicked into place. Like my heart had been waiting for you my whole life and finally found its shape.”

I smiled, thumb brushing her cheek. “That fast?”

She nodded, a shy little giggle escaping her. “That fast. From that second I mapped out my entire heart for you. Every corner. Every beat. It was yours. I just spent the next few years searching for you, then when I found you, I spent the remaining months convincing you to claim me.”

I chuckled, low and warm, pulling her closer. “You were always going to win that fight.”

Her fingers danced across my chest, playful now. “What about you? When did you realize I was your air? That you couldn’t breathe without me?”

I stared at the ceiling for a second, remembering, then smiled…slow, almost sheepish.

“The day I saw you and Tyler together in the driveway of the office complex. You were laughing at something he said, head thrown back, sunlight in your hair…and the jealousy that ripped through me was so violent I thought it would burn the whole goddamn world down. I wanted to drag you away from him, throw you over my shoulder, and never let another man make you smile like that again. That was the moment I knew. You weren’t just under my skin. You were the only thing keeping me alive.”

Holly giggled…light, delighted, the sound so sweet it made my chest ache. She hid her face against my neck for a second, then peeked up at me, eyes sparkling with mischief.

“You have no idea how many dates I sabotaged,” she confessed, biting her lip like she was both proud and embarrassed. “Every girl you tried to fuck? I made sure it never happened. I’d text them from fake numbers, send them pictures of you with other girls, start rumors, even once paid a girl to ghost you after I overheard you making plans. I couldn’t let anyone else have you while I was still breathing. You were mine even when you were pretending you weren’t.”

I barked out a surprised laugh, rolling her onto her back and looming over her. “You little menace. All this time I thought I was losing my mind because no one felt right, and it was you cock-blocking me from the shadows?”

She grinned up at me, unrepentant and so fucking beautiful it hurt. “Guilty. And I’d do it again. Every single time.”

The air between us shifted…sweetness instantly catching fire. Her legs parted beneath me, hips rolling up in clear invitation.

I groaned, already hardening against her thigh, mouth descending toward hers.

“You’re going to pay for that, baby…”

She was already reaching between us, guiding me back inside her slick heat when…

A sharp, guttural scream tore through the entire house.

“Ava?” Holly gasped, eyes flying wide.

We bolted upright. Another scream…louder, pained.

“Shit… I think she’s going into labor,” Holly muttered, already swinging her legs off the bed.

She scrambled for her black slip dress, yanking it over her head with zero underwear.

I shoved on the nearest pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, heart hammering for an entirely different reason now. We burst out of the room together, barefoot, hair wild, still smelling like sex and each other.

Downstairs was pure chaos.

Ava was bent over the back of the couch, face twisted in agony, one hand clutching her massive belly while the other fisted Orion’s shirt.

“I’m going to kill you!” she screamed between contractions. “If you breathe near me again in Spanish… I swear to God, Orion!”

Orion, looking equal parts terrified and helplessly in love, tried to rub her back. “Baby, that’s not how breathing works. I can’t breathe in Spanish.”

She grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked hard. “Then stop breathing! If you can’t breathe in Spanish, fucking stop breathing!” She yelled.

Holly and I skidded to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. I couldn’t help it… I laughed, a short, startled bark.

Holly slapped a hand over her mouth, but giggles spilled out anyway, bright and slightly hysterical with leftover adrenaline.

We all moved at once. Orion scooped Ava up like she weighed nothing, heading for the door while barking orders at the staff.

Holly grabbed the hospital bag that had magically appeared by the entrance. I snatched keys to the biggest SUV and held the door open as we rushed outside into the cool midnight air.

Ava was still threatening murder between screams. Orion was murmuring soft apologies and “I love you”s like a mantra. Holly and I piled into the back seat with them, the engine roaring to life.

As Orion peeled out of the driveway, tires squealing, I leaned over to Holly, my hand finding hers and squeezing tight. My lips brushed her ear, voice low and warm despite the chaos.

“Soon,” I whispered, “that’s going to be us.”

Holly turned to me, flushed and glowing, eyes full of forever. She squeezed my hand back and whispered against my lips,

“I can’t wait.”