Perfect Storm

38- Ian

I guess the old saying is correct. If two people are meant to be together, no matter how long it takes, it'll be fate that will bring them back into each other's arms.

Finally, something in my life went my way. And I'll be forever grateful for Tawny coming back to give me a second chance. A chance I never thought would happen, and one I never saw coming.

Not only did Tawny come back, allowing me to love and appreciate her again. But she also came back with a gift, an extra special, and one very tremendous gift I'll never take for granted—another human being to love and appreciate. A little girl we created out of love. And now, I cannot wait for our little girl to make her debut into this world.

A father.

I can't believe I'm going to be a father!

Who knew having a child, my flesh and blood, would ever be something I'd look forward to having? And I couldn't be more proud telling the world that I have something as special as that entering my life. And I'm so looking forward to it.

As Tawny lay beneath me, I couldn't help staring into the eyes of the woman I thought I had lost forever. The love of my life, and now, the mother of my child soon to come.

They always say you never know what you lost until it's gone. But I did. I knew exactly what I had lost. And now that my girl is back, giving me that second chance, I'll be spending the rest of my life showing her she'll never have to worry about me betraying her trust ever again.

Now's my time to shine. To show Tawny how thrilled I am, she's here, what she means to me—what Tawny has always meant to me.

My mouth lowered to hers, and it was the best feeling in the world to be tasting my girl's sugar-coated lips again.

Finally, a dream came true.

Kissing Tawny again felt like our first kiss, and how badly I wanted our lips to be locked together.

She let out a soft whimper when I left her lips but began purring when my mouth continued adoring her and the silky smooth skin I've missed touching and tasting. Making sure I didn't miss an inch of her body, using my lips, tongue, and hands, I idolized her like the goddess she is.

I desired a sugar high and conveyed my way back to my girl's mouth. I was desperate and collided my lips to hers. Instantly dissolving all of our fears, our love for one another increasing, and the trust she once felt she lost with me was building up the longer I French kissed the life out of her.

My lips left Tawny's to give her a break, to replenish the air she needed back in her lungs after feeling her struggling to breathe. Then, after noticing her fun bumps increased in size, my mouth wished to explore her much larger tits, areolas, and breasts, and nibble kissed my way down to the new beautiful sight. I licked, teased, and sucked from one breast to the other, all while letting her know the rest of her skin was still on my mind by kissing it using my fingertips.

Curious to see if she was in the mood for a bit of discipline and if she remembered her safe word, I kissed, licked, sucked, and teased right before my teeth latched onto her erected left nipple. I tugged softly at first, and when there was no whimper or squirming, I started pushing it, pulling harder and harder until her fingers gripped and intertwined in my hair. She squirmed like a worm and then yelped in my ear, "Accident!"

Although it brought me great pleasure hearing Tawny remembering her safe word, it still hit my heart the word she chose, including how she still hasn't heard me explain what happened the day of the accident and that her version of what happened that day was entirely correct.