Love Always Wins

51

Tuesday May 19th.

Seb's groans got louder the closer he got to his high; laying on his side with an arm draped over Chloe's chest, pressing her back firmly against his torso in a bid to maximise skin on skin contact, he held on to her hip tightly and thrust vigorously. Although this wasn't his most favoured position, he could still feel every sensation making lust and pure sexual pleasure flow through every vein in his body like hot, molten lava and although he was too far gone to string any words together to form any kind of sentence, he couldn't stop telling her just how much he loved her, which was 'so fucking much'. Even though he'd already made her come once, Chloe's moans were still music to his ears, fuelling his determination to make her come again. He was feeding off of her pleasure as though he hadn't ate for weeks and needed to feel her climax just one more time - at least until the next time.
"Harder Seb, don't stop." She breathed, gripping on to the pillow so hard that her knuckles were turning white.

He groaned again as her words spoke straight to his cock, hearing her tell him to go harder was one of his favourite things during sex and he willingly complied, grasping her left breast roughly in his hand as he pumped his hips even harder into her. He could feel himself starting to lose control, the sparks within him igniting deep inside, building heat and intensifying his need to come. He slowed the pace down to sharp, deep thrusts and brushed his lips over her neck, making her writhe against him and moan out his name. For a second he inhaled, getting high on her sweet scent; she smelt good enough to eat making him want to taste her so he kissed her and then swirled his tongue there, listening to her groan in response. Needing to hear her get a little bit louder, he gave her a short, sharp nip with his teeth. The result was instant, making him nearly lose it and come right there and then. She cried out and arched her back, pushing her breast into his hand while pleading him for more, he knew she was close and upped his pace again to give her rough, unforgiving thrusts until he felt her shudder against his chest and tighten around him as she fell apart in his hold. As she breathlessly moaned his name she pulled him over the edge and he followed her, shuddering and groaning loudly as he found his blissful release inside her. He held onto her tightly, panting against her skin, his body occasionally quivering with aftershocks as he started to regain his senses while feeling her relaxing in his arms. "I think I like this spoon position now." He said breathlessly, nuzzling against her neck again and kissing the spot he'd marked where he'd given her a little nip.

"You've always liked this position." She replied, sounding out of breath. She smiled lazily as she felt him kissing her. "You always say you like being able to slip it in from behind."

"I think it might be my new favourite, for now anyway." He smiled, starting to massage her left breast softly in his hand where he knew he'd been grasping on to it more tightly than he'd meant to, he hoped he hadn't bruised her. "Hmm I needed that." He breathed as he started to catch his breath and feel that sweet sated feeling wash over his body.

"We should really get up and shower, we're all sweaty." She replied, pulling a face.

"Just give me a couple more minutes." He mumbled, sweeping his hand from her breast down to her bump. Although she didn't reply, he noticed how she made no effort to move and so he closed his eyes, letting out a contented sigh, simply enjoying the feeling of still being inside her. With the bedroom window open and the comfortable, satisfied silence between them all he could hear was her soft breaths and the breeze outside as it rustled through the trees. This was heaven and after a few minutes he started to feel a bit sleepy, sure that his wife had already dozed off. He didn't mind if she had, he'd got the rest of the day to lay here with her like this. He'd taken today as a day off, he hadn't stepped foot in his office once and so there'd been no phone calls, no video calls and no emails and he hadn't even trained. Instead, they'd spent the morning finally finishing the nursery and he'd moved all the furniture in while she'd brought in the light weight things and directed where she wanted things to go. They'd had lunch outside in the sun and then somehow had ended up here, in bed together. It had been a perfect day and his mind was subconsciously telling him that he could have a lot more days like this if he decided not to race next year. The thought made him open his eyes and he moved just enough to pull out from Chloe's body so that he could raise his legs and spoon himself properly around her. He then started to stroke her belly, as if doing that would help him to reach a decision. She gave a little jolt as she woke up rather suddenly.