The Last Laugh

Chapter 67 - One

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Heather's POV:

I couldn't believe what was happening. There we were, the love of my life and I, under the warm

running water, kissing each other like our lives depended on it. We caressed each other, touched each

other and whispered love words to each other.

I was very ready for him, after all those years.

Sheridan grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards his toned body. I kissed him deep, running

my fingers through his wet hair. Then, I backed him and he began to kiss my neck. I could feel his

boner rubbing against my ass.

"I love you," he whispered against my ear.

I moaned, leaning back into him.

With a free hand, I reached behind me and wrapped my fingers around his erection. He shook and held

me closer to him. It was this night or never.

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Ace's POV:

I almost lost it when I felt Heather's fingers wrap around me, and soon, she began to stroke me. I

moaned dreamily, the soap on us easing the movement of her hand.

I had to make love to her. I couldn't take it anymore.

Just when I was about to speak, she faced me and held my face in her little hands.

"Let's get dry. I want you to make love to me. Now, in your bed."

I kissed her deeply.

"I couldn't have said it better," I whispered, pulling on her bottom lip.

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In no time, we were dry and in the bedroom. I carried her and carefully put her on the bed. Then I

stepped back and looked at the beauty, waiting for me.

Heather was mine.

Just looking at her, naked and ready for me on that bed was enough to have my mouth watering.

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Heather's POV:

He stood right there, watching me, like I was his prey. Never had I been so ready for a man in my entire

life.

I admired him. He was perfect. My Sheridan. Bigger than any man I'd had the bad luck to come across.

I watched him grow harder under my eyes, just by looking at me. The sexual tension was definitely

heavy in the room.

"What are you waiting for??" I teased.

He smirked at me and I smiled back.

"Should I apply lubricant?" he asked, looking me in the eyes. I felt my face redden as I looked down at

his gift.

"Should you?" I giggled and his smile grew bigger.

"No. I want you to feel me to the fullest."

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Ace's POV:

Everything still seemed like a dream.

I reduced the lights and approached Heather.

I slowly climbed on the bed and found my way in between her legs.

I kissed her, slow and passionately. She kissed me back with the same anxiety and passion. While I

kissed her, slowly, I positioned myself on top of her. She shivered a little underneath me.

"Sheridan," she whispered.

"Shh. Hold on to me," I whispered back and held both her hands, our fingers intermingling.

Heather's POV:

I was so ready for him, yet so nervous.

He was a big and that scared me a little. I felt like I was a virgin again. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

I'd slept with only one person before, and compared to Sheridan, he was nothing.

I felt his tip poke my opening. I closed my eyes and waited. He buried his face in my neck, kissing me

there and whispering sweet love words to me, telling me to calm down.

"Are you ready? Once I start," he kissed me, "I'm not stopping."

His breathing was changing and so was mine.

"I'm ready~"

Slowly, he began moved forwards in slow, gradual thrusts. The more he pushed into me, the more I lost

my breath. I held him tight, my fingers intertwining with him. I bit my lip my lip hard, feeling stretched

and full.

When he hit my end and couldn't penetrate me any further, my vision became blur. My mouth opened

to let out a sharp gasp.

He was in all the way in me and I loved the stretchy feeling. I heard him release a low, deep groan.

Ace's POV:

I was all the way in her and she drove me even more crazy. She was so tight.

I could've come on the spot just by simple being in her. But that would be too fast.

I didn't move and patiently waited for her to adjust to my size. There was silence in the room, only our

hard breathing could be heard. I tried my best not to move, to control myself and wait for her to get

used to me.

It was pure frustration but worth it.

After about a minute, she moved underneath me. With a slow thrust of hers, she lifted her hips and

began to slowly grind against me, causing a low moan to escape my mouth.

She was ready for me.

Heather's POV:

In a long, slow movement, Sheridan withdrew from me, before thrusting back into me, so deep that a

loud moan escaped my mouth.

Again and again, he repeated the pleasuring process. He drove me wild with each deep thrust.

My moans soon filled the room. The pleasure feeling foreign and sweet. I felt like I'd never been made

love to and Sheridan was my first. On and on he went, hard and fast at times, slow and deep too. I was

drooling. I would lift my hips to match his thrusts, causing him to groan. We were both in our own

works, moaning softly close to each other's ears.

I moaned his name continuously, digging my nails into his strong back.

And then he it me, his thrust brushing against something in me and causing my first orgasm to be

close. My eyes rolled back into my head as a wave of uncontrollable pleasure hit me continuously. He

made me come like never before. I moaned his name. I grabbed his face and kissed him like my life

depended on him.

Ace's POV:

Never had a girl made me lose my mind like Heather was. The way she kissed me, the way she held

on to me, her walls clenching around me while she came and whimpered, aroused me even more.

Her legs wrapped tight around my waist, she came continuously while I went on with my thrusts. She

held me tight in her arms, like she would never let me go. At a point, she lifted her hips to match my

thrusts and that marked the end of me.

I tried to withdraw in case it wasn't her safe period, but she didn't let me. She clung to me the more, her

walls clenching around me. I lost it and shot my load into her. A deep groan escaped my mouth as I

came like never before. I felt drowsy with pleasure. Every sweet feeling took over. I couldn't get enough

of her.

The pleasure she gave me was one I'd never felt with any other girl. I came continuously, literally

emptying myself and moaning her name all through.

After my orgasm, my head weakly fell on her chest. We were both breathless, sweaty and tired.

Before any of us could say a word, heavy sleep took over. I slept without pulling out.

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Heather's POV:

I woke up the next morning, Sheridan asleep on top of me. I smiled.

It'd had really happened. We'd made love. And it wasn't going to be the last time. I felt so much

happiness, so much joy.

I ran my fingers through his soft hair.

Slowly, he opened his eyes. He looked up at me and gave me a bright smile.

"It wasn't a dream then?" he whispered.

I smiled and blushed at him.

"No, it wasn't. You even slept in me," I giggled. He smiled.

"Heather, I– I've found you. I love you," he said and leaned in close and we shared a passionate

morning kiss.

This was just a start. Our love making would be very frequent. We had a lot to catch up with.