Free Loving Faith by Sara Hooper Page A

pussy, working his cock between her quivering walls. When he came to rest, fully sheathed inside her, he leaned down, propping himself up on his elbows so that their bodies were touching, but his full weight wasn't on her. Before her orgasm had completely dissipated, he began to move, shallow thrusts that rubbed against her clit on each one, sending another ripple of pleasure through her, continuing her climax without end.
    Matthew bent his head, covering her mouth with his, swallowing every cry. His tongue slid into her mouth, tasting of soap and her own tangy flavor. As their lips moved together, his tongue began to mimic his every stroke. She ran her hands over his back, his arms, feeling every muscle ripple beneath the tanned flesh.
    Time lost all meaning as Faith found herself floating on a cloud of ecstasy so thorough, so intense, that she didn't know how her body could be handling it. Every time she thought she was coming down, returning to reality, Matthew would do something with his hips that made her want to scream, the sounds mingling with Matthew's words as he murmured them in her ear.
    “I love you. You're beautiful. My perfect fit, my other half. I love you. I love our baby. My life. My family. I'll never leave you.”
    She felt his hips stutter against her and knew he was close. She was teetering on the edge and knew that the slightest thing would set her off. Gathering together her wits, she managed to form a coherent sentence. “Cum with me, my love.”
    Matthew groaned, a low, primitive sound, and he thrust deep inside her as he came. Faith's entire body shuddered as she followed him, driven by the sensation of him spurting inside her, by the sound of his pleasure in her ear, by the knowledge that they were closer than any two human beings had the right to be. The scent of flowers and love-making filled the room.
    He stayed inside her as he rolled them onto their sides, hooking one of her legs around his waist. As their breathing slowed, he placed the palm of his hand against the side of her face. “I want you to know that nothing I've said or done tonight is only because of this baby. I've been in love with you pretty much from the first moment we met. I acted like an idiot because I'd never met anyone like you before and I didn't know how to deal with what I was feeling. I don't ever want you to doubt my feelings for you.”
    “Matthew Callaway,” Faith was serious as she locked eyes with him. “You are the single most amazing man I've ever met and I love you with all of my heart. Don't you ever doubt that.”
    His eyes brightened as he caught her mouth in a sweet kiss. Even as his tongue traced along her lips, full of promise, Faith could feel him growing again inside her. Warmth washed over her as she rolled him onto his back. The night was young and there was so many more ways they could show their love.
    ***
    Faith reflected on how much had changed over the past year as she cradled her daughter on the couch. At four months old, Hope Callaway was perfect. She already had a thick mop of unruly hair, black with just a hint of bronze. Big, dark eyes filled with an intelligence that made her father swear she would be a lawyer someday. Her skin was the color of cream-filled coffee and one little dimple rested in her right cheek. Everyone agreed that she was the most beautiful baby they'd ever seen.
    “How are my two favorite girls?” Matthew called out as he walked into the living room. He leaned over the back of the couch.
    “Doing well,” Faith turned her head so that her lips brushed against Matthew's. “She actually should be waking up shortly.”
    “Great,” Matthew grinned as he shrugged out of his suit jacket. He tossed it over the back of a chair and loosened his tie. “Did she do anything new today?”
    “Well, she discovered that if she yelled at Tybalt, he'd run underneath the table and hide,” Faith gestured towards the fuzzy Newfoundland puppy peeking out from underneath the