Two years later
Dylan's eyes don't leave me as I pretend to keep myself busy, the new house Is big and the kitchen is even bigger, he knows how much I love to cook and bake.
I'm blushing like crazy as his eyes linger especially after the wild s*x we had a few minutes ago in the bedroom.
My mate is smiling softly and put his hands on my waist in a natural way before bending down to kiss his mark on my neck, he sucks it and a moan escapes me as I throw my head back in pleasure.
I find myself in his arms, our eyes locked, and my hands on his neck.
These two years haven't been smooth but I'm glad to say we have learned a lot and found our inner strength the time we were away from each other, it was hard but we survived the threatening storms against us.
I hear the sound of small feet run
