The past few weeks have gone by in a blur. With being away for our bachelor/bachelorette parties and work, things have been crazy. Camryn had to travel a few days in between for work, but nothing too far away.

“Babe, you ready,” I call out to Camryn from the living room.

“One more minute,” she says when she hobbles out of the bedroom with one shoe on and one shoe in her hand.

“How many places are we seeing today?” she asks.

“I think three condos here in the city and two houses in Berkeley Heights.”

Camryn walks over to the mirror on the wall, and pulls her curled hair over her shoulders.

Looking at me with her wide, hazel eyes, she says, “I’ve been thinking about the condo idea in the city.”

She looks away nervously before continuing. “There’s a part of me that wants to stay in the city, but I don’t want to move in a few years when we decide to start a family.”

I reach for her, pulling her body into a hug. “We’ll figure it out.” I lean down and kiss her forehead. “Together.”

Searching for a house has caused some unnecessary stress. Stress that neither of us needs. Finding your dream home is difficult. People have said it’s the most amazing feeling. I doubt that.

Our agent tells us ‘you’ll know when it’s the right one for you.’

Camryn says we can afford what we want, but I don’t see the sense in wasting money just because we have it. I plan on contributing money to the house, but she isn’t privy to that yet. I brought it up once and she wasn’t too pleased. She insists we use only the money her grandparents left us. It was their gift to us and we need to honor their wishes.

We arrive at a high-rise in Chelsea and an older gentleman extends his arm as he holds the door for us. “Welcome,” he says politely.

“This is nice. I like the idea of having a doorman. Security purposes and all,” Camryn says.

I nod my head. “I agree.”

We meet our agent in the lobby.

“Good morning, I think you are really going to love this one,” she says excitedly.

We’ve heard that line before. If I had to guess, I’d estimate about ten times, since that’s how many places we looked at and decided weren’t for us.

We take the elevator to the fifty-fourth floor. The elevators open and we walk down the hall to the unit we are being shown.

Our agent opens the door, “Here we go. There are a few units in this building that are available.”

“What’s the price range we’re looking at?” I ask.

“They range from one point three million up to three point four million.”

I nod my head.

“Please take your time looking at each room. I’ll wait here, then we can go over any questions you have,” she says.

Camryn grabs my hand and leads me toward the window. “What a view.”

I stand behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. “The view is gorgeous. Is this what you want? A condo with a view, or a home with a yard.”

Camryn turns in my arms and speaks softly. “I’m not sure.”

A half smile crosses her face.

I take her hand and walk through the condo in search of the master bedroom. I turn and shut the door behind us for a little privacy. Camryn walks toward the closet. She walks inside and returns to stand in front of me. Her slender hands unconsciously twist together. The expression on her face grows serious and she looks away. She breathes in deep and exhales.

I reach out and clutch her hands in mine.

“Talk to me,” I say.

“I thought I wanted to stay in the city.” A frown sets into her features.

“But the more I think about it, I don’t want to raise a family here. I never pictured my kids riding elevators every day in a high-rise. I envisioned them running around in a fenced-in yard with a swing set. Sort of like what we had growing up. I don’t want to waste anymore of her time looking at condos. This isn’t what I want.”

Cupping her chin, I search her upturned face. “Now that you said that, I agree with you one hundred percent. I think the city would be perfect if we didn’t plan on having children one day, but why move twice if we don’t have to.”

I lean in closer, placing my finger under her chin, so she looks at me. Knowing that I have her full attention. “I love you.”

Camryn leans up and whispers against my lips. “Love you, too. Let’s go tell the realtor.”

I take Camryn’s hand in mine and walk to where the agent is standing in the living room.

“This place is great, but we decided we’re interested in the houses in Berkeley rather than condos in the city.”

The agent claps her hands together. “Perfect. I have a beautiful home to show you today that I think you just might like.”

The car ride to Berkeley Heights didn’t take long. It’s right over the bridge in New Jersey and convenient for commuting to the city.

When we step out of the car, Camryn’s hand flies to her mouth. “This is exactly the type of home I envisioned for us.”

I slide out of the back seat of the car and my eyes fall on what caught Camryn’s attention. The house is stunning.

“This development is still under construction. There are a few models to select from if you don’t like this particular one. Follow me,” our agent says and points to the driveway.

A dramatic three-story foyer welcomes you to this custom, new construction home.

“This foyer is massive. Look how high it goes. It makes the entire area look so much bigger,” Camryn says excitedly, squeezing my hand in hers.

The realtor is reading off her iPad. “This house has over four thousand square feet of luxury living. There are five bedrooms, and four-and-a-half baths. The home has been built with attention to every detail.”

We walk into the kitchen. It’s expansive with a center island that opens to a family room with a gas fireplace.

“Jamie, look. The yard is fenced in. We could put a pool back here if we want.” Sliders overlook the patio and a half-acre of private property. There is a first floor en-suite. The remaining four, large bedrooms are on the second floor.

We walk into the master suite which features a tray ceiling, as well as his and her walk-ins.

“Look at this closet. It’s like heaven on Earth. Imagine all the clothes, shoes, and handbags we can put in here.”

“Well, considering I don’t have that many shoes and handbags, I think we’ll be fine,” I say jokingly and squeeze her hand in mine.

Camryn follows me to the stairs to explore the rest of the house. The bedrooms on the second floor are all very spacious. The main bathroom up here has a jetted tub and stall shower. The larger of the three bedrooms up here has an en-suite and walk-in closet.

We climb the stairs to the third floor. It has an open floor plan.

“Babe, this is considered the fifth bedroom. We can either use it for storage, make it an additional bedroom, if needed or leave it as a recreational sitting area. I think it would be great to put some furniture in here and turn it into a media room. Hang a flat screen on the wall over there,” I point to the back wall, “and put the furniture along here.”

Camryn straightens her shoulders and clears her throat. “Jamie, this is it. I knew I would know the moment I saw it. This is the one. I want this house.”

I push my hands deep into my pockets. “It is convenient to the city and the commute should be easy.”

“Let’s go tell the realtor,” Camryn says without hesitation.

* * *

A week has passed since we put our bid on the house. I hear Camryn toss her keys on the table by the door.

“I got your text earlier,” she says as she stands in the doorway of my bedroom.

“Not the best of news, but we’ll find another.”

“I don’t want to be an ungrateful brat, but I really wanted that house. It was our dream home.”

“Come here,” I say and hold my hand out to her. I pull her into my lap and wrap my arms around her. She lays her head on my shoulder.

“You are not a selfish brat. I don’t want to live here forever, Camryn. This place was great when it was just me. I know it’s not big and we could never have a family here. As long as we fill our house with love, it will be our home.”

I tighten my hold on her. “We may not have gotten this house, but we will find one that will be ours.”

She sniffles, “But I wanted that house. I pictured us growing old in it. It was perfect.”

“Any house that we live in will be perfect, as long as the two of us are together each night when we go to bed.”

“What happened? Did someone outbid us?”

“Yeah, the agent said that someone came in and offered more than the asking price. We agreed what our top offer would be.”

Camryn lifts her head and takes my face between her hands. “We can afford to go higher.”

I kiss the tip of her nose. “I know we can, but the house isn’t worth thirty-grand more than what they were asking. That’s being foolish with the money your grandparents left. We could use the extra money to help furnish the house. Whatever we don’t spend we could invest for our children’s education one day. I don’t see the sense in giving it to them just because we have it. We should be sensible.”

Camryn kisses me, then climbs off my lap. She walks over to the doorway that leads to the bathroom. She lifts her shirt over her head revealing a sexy black bra. She tosses the shirt in my direction.

“I wanted the house, but you’re right. As long as we fill our house with love, it will be our home. Come join me. Let’s fill this bathroom with our love.”

I undress quickly and meet Camryn in the bathroom. She’s standing in her underwear and bra by the shower door. She leans in and turns the water on.

My eyes travel up and down her body.

I groan a little at the sight of the lace front that I can see her perky nipples peeking through, but when she turns around and I catch sight of her firm ass hidden beneath those sexy-as-fuck underwear. My cock hardens at the sight.

Her sexy underwear laces up in the back with a pink bow at the top.

She gives me a knowing smile. “Do you like what you see, Mr. Banks?”

“You knew I would, that’s probably one of the reasons you bought them,” I say, my voice hoarse.

Camryn gives me a wicked smile and runs her hand down my stomach, taking my cock in her hand. With her free hand, she beckons me to come closer. She leans up, her mouth next to my ear. “I know you’re an ass man.”

“When it comes to you, you know I love every fucking part of your body.”

Before she can say another word, my fingers hook into the side of her underwear, pulling them down. Hauling her hips upward, she wraps her legs around my waist. Her arms wrap around my neck tightly as she leans in and bites me. My erection surges. My arms tighten around her, my palm flat on her back.

I moan when she licks the spot she just bit. Pulling the shower door open, Camryn still tight against my body. My hands work quickly to remove her bra, tossing it to the floor. Slowly my finger presses inside of her causing her to moan.

Placing her feet on the shower floor, needing to touch her, I spin her around. Pushing her against the wall, I pin her wrists at her sides, pressing my body to hers. She turns her head to meet her crushing lips once more with mine. Water streams down her body, glistening her curves.

When I manage to pull away, my mouth moves slowly to her earlobe, and bites. “I’m gonna make you scream my name before I fuck you,” I growl.

Bending to my knees, I bite her ass cheek, pressing my mouth against her ready wetness.

She yelps.

Spreading her legs wide, I feast on her. She grinds her pussy against my face.

“I love my face between your legs.”

“I love your face between my legs even more…want you so much,” she moans.

Usually she will try and grab my hair and pull my mouth away from her clit, but with her positioned against the wall, she doesn’t have that option today.

As much as she claims she can’t handle anymore. She can. She wants more. She needs more. And she won’t be satisfied until she comes all over my cock.

When she tries to move, my hand presses to her lower back to hold her in place. Her breaths quicken as I continue my attack with my tongue. I insert one, then two fingers and thrust my fingers in her farther.

I want to hear all her murmurs and sexy cries, knowing I’m the reason for them. I want to hear her groan and moan my name as she comes.

Her breaths come faster. “Jamie… Don’t stop.”

Curling my fingers inside her, hitting her favorite spot, I kiss her pussy in a relentless devour, ravishing her until she cries out.

Her legs begin to tremble and give out from under her. I grab her by the waist and flip her around. She trembles and a soft gasp falls from her lips.

“I got you, Tink.”

“Don’t let me fall,” she stares down at me with dreamy eyes.

“Never,” I say, standing and capturing her lips.

“Put your legs around my waist, baby.”

She wraps her trembling legs around my waist as I kiss a path from her neck to her breasts. Gently, I capture her nipple between my teeth, tugging on it. Sucking it into my mouth. Her body tingles from my touch as goosebumps form on her skin. My tongue circles the rose-colored nipple that is swollen from arousal. Camryn grabs my face, pulling me toward her. She crushes her mouth against mine, her tongue sending shivers of desire racing through me. My fingers tighten in her hair as I grind my dick against her core.

I grip her ass, pulling her toward me. My dick nestles perfectly between her legs. I position the head of my cock against her opening.

She’s so slick, there’s nothing better than knowing you are the reason why. You are the one who made her wet. The air around us electrifies. A sense of urgency drives me. I grind my cock against her wet opening. With one thrust, I fill her to the hilt.

Our pace is slow at first. I thrust again, deeper, harder, faster. A tingling sensation forms in my spine. “You’re killing me, Jamie,” she whispers, her breath hot against my ear. Her body tenses against mine. Her muscles clamp down around me, pulsing. My dick is going to explode.

Satisfaction purses my mouth. “I want you to come again,” I say as I push into her. I know she's close, I can feel her pussy pulsing in time with my thrusts. Our bodies are in exquisite harmony with one another.

Camryn tips her head back under the steam of water.

I thrust again, deeper, harder, faster. I’m not gonna last much longer. She claws at my back. I hit that perfect spot she loves.

“Come, baby.”

She moans, “Yes.”

Her hazel eyes close, “I’m not gonna last much longer,” she pants, clawing at my back, squeezing tightly with her fingernails.

“Look at me, baby. Don’t close your eyes. I want to see you come. I want to see what I do to you.”

She opens her eyes, her whole-body flooding with desire. Camryn looks at me, then bites her lip.

“I love you, Camryn.”

She whispers, “I love you, too.”

Her smile steals my breath, and the wicked gleam in her eye makes my dick jerk. Her pussy tightens around me, pulsing, gripping it like a vise as she climaxes. I thrust my hips hard.

Slipping my hand between our bodies, I press my thumb against her swollen clit causing her to moan. “Yes.”

I circle her clit and thrust my cock inside her forcefully. Her inner muscles continue to clamp down around me as her climax tears through her. Her muscles clench around me tightly. My hips tense against her when I find my release and come with such force.

“Fuck,” I growl, my hips jerking against Camryn’s body. I come hard, my orgasm rockets through me, making me weak in the knees.

She rests her forehead against my shoulder, trying to catch her breath. My muscles are languid. I don’t know how I’m still upright. We stand like this for a few moments without saying anything.

All I know in this moment is that this woman is mine forever and I cannot wait to spend every day of my life with her.