Page 56 of Wolf's Redemption

"I want to bring him home. I want you both to move in here with me," he told me with his eyes lit up and his cheekbones tense.

I felt even guiltier and didn't want to ruin the moment. "We can arrange a visit eventually," I replied, taking my phone back and showing him more pictures of Elliot and me in different places having fun and some of my little boy's antics that I was able to capture with my phone, like the time he painted the walls of the apartment with colored markers or when he emptied a pound of wheat flour on himself in an oversight of mine. We both laughed as I told him the story behind each passing photo.

"Cathy, you will never be alone again. From now on, I will take care of both of you," he promised me setting my phone aside and sealing his promise with a soft kiss.

His lips melded with mine, and he made me forget the conflicting thoughts in my head. His hand wandered down my belly to my hip and turned me towards him.

"I love you," he whispered in my ear and kissed my neck.

Every hair on my body stood up, and my back curved.

"I..." he interrupted me with a kiss slipping his tongue into my mouth, already caressing the roof of my mouth.

I touched his strong chest and his arms and relaxed my body so he could have more control as I put his heavy hands on my breasts, and he squeezed them hard enough to make me moan.

"Keep going," I said, leaning back, so he had a better view of my body.

Eric ripped open my silk shirt, exposing my breasts, and continued massaging them.

"You turn me on so badly," he roared, plunging his face into my breasts and flicking his tongue across the separation between them.

I dug my nails into his legs where I was leaning and felt my panties get wet. He grabbed my ass and pulled me onto his lap, making me press down, rubbing his erect penis protruding from his pants.

"You're mine," he said, moistening my nipple with the tip of his hot tongue.

Sitting on top of him, I began to move my hips gently in a circular motion to rub my crotch against his rock-hard cock.

"I'm yours, all yours," I gasped.

He looked into my eyes with a mischievous grin. Eric removed his flannel shirt, and finished ripping my shirt to leave my torso completely naked.

"Your body is perfect." he kissed one of the few stretch marks I had on my belly and moved up to the middle of my breasts with the tip of his warm tongue.

He admired me and saw perfection even where I saw a flaw, he made me feel wanted, and that turned me on even more.

"Keep kissing me. I love it," I told him.

I touched his marked abs one by one and ran down his belly button. I unbuckled his pants, reached in and grabbed his hot throbbing cock in my hand, and began to gently rub it.

Eric moaned and bit one of my breasts, gently making me curl backward.

He grabbed me with his hands and placed me on the bed, pulled me by my pants, leaving me on all fours, pulled my pants down to my knees, and spread my legs a little apart.

I stuck my breasts and my left cheek to the sheets as I looked at him from the corner of my eye.

"What a juicy ass," he said, giving me a gentle spank that stopped at my butt and started rubbing it.

I surrendered to him, waiting for him to make me his again, my mind only on him.

Eric stayed in his boxer shorts and laid his manhood on my ass while giving me wet kisses on my back when my phone started ringing.

He picked up the cell phone and turned it toward me. It was our son calling. Eric didn't wait and answered the call. Elliot turned on the camera, but Eric didn't.

"Mommy," my baby shouted excitedly.

I couldn't help but watch Eric's face that was focused on Elliot. He remained silent but admired him as if he was a piece of art and his greatest pride. My heart fluttered, and the love I felt for Eric grew more in that moment, reaffirming what I felt for him.

"Mommy, are you there?" he asked, glued to the microphone.