Page 86 of Secret Babies for my Friend's Dad

“Come with me,” he growled into my ear. “Come with menow.”

Another command. And like the other, it was impossible to resist. As he pushed into me hard one last time, another orgasm, this one more powerful than the last, ripped through my body. Noah released with a hard grunt, his cock pulsing amid my walls, his seed pushing deep and filling me with his warmth.

His muscles tightened, then released, his body the perfect sight as the orgasm undid me where I lay.

He fell forward, kissing me hard one last time before rolling off and to the side.

Together we watched the snow, my head resting on his chest.

And as I lay there, something occurred to me, a thought that formed in my mind that once it was there, I couldn’t shake.

I loved this man. I loved him like mad.

It was the most perfect snow day I could ever have imagined.