Passionate Fate

Chapter Forty Three

We drove back to his house after our fairytale dance in the rain. "Hey babe?" I was struggling to take off my dress. "Yeah?" "May you please help me with my dress?" He walked over and helped me unzip it. "Thank you." I smiled as I stepped out of the dress.

Because the back was see through, I wasn't wearing a bra but I was wearing lace underwear. "Damn." Ric blushed as he removed his shoes and shirt, leaving him in just his dress pants. "I have an idea." I smirked at him, he looked confused so I walked over to him and sat him down in the chair by the window. "What're you doing?" He asked as I pulled his pants down, leaving him in just his boxers. "You'll see."

I straddled him and slowly started rocking my hips. "Vi..." I quieted him with a kiss as I continued giving him a lap dance. I could tell he was very much enjoying it. "God, where did you learn this?" He gripped my hips as I continued. "I may or may not have watched a how to video." I kissed his neck as his breathing quickened.

I danced for a bit longer. "Whoever said you can't have fun when you're pregnant was wrong." Ric just stared at me, amazed. "Come here." He gently pulled me into his lap and held me close. I smiled up at him as he rubbed my cheek. "You have no idea how much I love you Vi." I giggled before kissing him.

After our long cuddle session, I took my hair out of the hairstyle. My hair had grown so much since I first met Ric. Originally it was just a little bit past my chest, now it was almost to my mid-thighs. I gently ran a brush through it. "You're so beautiful." Ric smiled as he walked up behind me. "Thank you." I blushed, brushing my long auburn hair.

After I finished and put my hair into a loose bun, Ric wrapped his arms around me. Tears started to form in my eyes. As soon as he saw this, Ric knelt down in front of me so I could look him in the eyes. The tears escaped but he wiped them away, gently stroking my cheeks. Our lips met, softly and lovingly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as we kissed. His body heat melted every ounce of anxiety I was feeling and his soft touch against my skin made me feel alive. There was nobody I'd rather spend forever with, he knew every inch of me and loved it. He loved my accidental spamming when I missed him, he loved my scars from accidents, body changes, and irrational thinking. He loved my freckles and giggles. He loved my clinginess. He loved me for I was.

I loved him too much to even begin to explain to anyone. I couldn't live without him, I needed him in my life. I didn't deserve his unending love but he still showered me in it every day. He was mine, all mine and nothing could ever take him away from me. Alaric Saltzman was my own personal, never ending forever.