mine. That's how desperate I was for her words, her body, her mind. I wanted all of it.
She placed her hand on my cheek. "My darling, Bear. You got me?"
She may not have spelled it out for me, but using my given name just about brought me to my knees. She'd never called me that. No one did since Gramps died. I knew in that moment that I'd rearrange the stars for her if she asked. Instead though, I answered her question.
"Every moment from now until eternity."
"Words, baby." She used my line back on me. I wanted to smile at her, my clever angel. "Tell me with your words that you'll fight 'til the end for me."
"'Til the sun ceases to shine." With that, I reattached my lips to hers. She sucked my lower lip into her mouth and all thoughts of drug cartels and violent uprisings melted away. In their place were thoughts of the woman I loved, Gram's ring on her finger, and a life filled with her light. In a word—bliss.
I took us to the bed, lowering her on top of me. I slid into her and before I could get a sound out, she uttered, "That's where you should be. " She moaned as I moved in and out of her, understanding her meaning. Our bodies were connected, and so were our minds, our hearts, our souls. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling of her on top of me, moaning and writhing at the rhythm that was uniquely ours. I loved that I could make her feel that way, and wanted her to know that we were partners, in more ways than one. I rolled her my side, so we lay facing each other. I continued to thrust in and out of her and she clutched my shoulders, dangling on the edge of an explosive orgasm.
"You should be right here. Right next to me. " I reached my hand down to where our bodies were connected and told her what I'd been thinking since I saw her the first time through the window at Eight Oh Eight. "Right here is where I hope you'll give me the honor of being for the next few decades."
I rubbed my finger over her engorged clit and she gave me my answer. "Yes. Fuck, yes, of course. It's you. There can't be anyone else, it's not possible."
Her words turned the flame inside of me on full blast. I brought her face to mine and attached my lips to hers, feeling her pussy throb around my cock. I waited for her, despite the fact that all my dick wanted to do was explode inside of her. I didn't have to wait long. She whispered my name right before I felt her body spasm and the haze of an orgasm overtake her. The moment it happened, I followed into the haze, emptying months of love, pain, anguish, and ultimate rapture inside her.
We were in the carwash that didn't seem to end. We were floating outside our bodies, yet still able to feel the sublime pleasure they were affording us. I never wanted to be anywhere but in that moment, inside her, replete with an all consuming connection to the goddess I was submerged deep inside.
I brought the token to my lips, remembering our day at the arcade like it was yesterday. I realized something in that moment. "First best day of my life," I told her.
We laid there, who knows for how long as I was consumed with the woman beside me, when I heard a knock at the door. Not a tap, not two taps, a knock. Fuck.
“Stay here.” I jumped out of bed and walked silently to the door. I tapped it twice, and when no one responded with two taps, I asked, “Who’s there?”
"Elle?" A voice on the other side of the door asked.
"It's José." Elle was up, naked and walking toward me. To quote Elle, fucking A. Why was this asshole here fucking up my God damned bliss? I felt my body go rigid, and the urge to grab my shoulder overwhelmed me.
"Get dressed," I told her a little too forcefully. There was no way he was getting a glimpse of my girl. He'd have to kill me first. And then who'd be the monster?
She went to the bathroom to put on clothes, a burka I hoped. I opened the door to my fucking nemesis, and couldn’t help but notice the look of shock written across his face. Did this fucker think my
She placed her hand on my cheek. "My darling, Bear. You got me?"
She may not have spelled it out for me, but using my given name just about brought me to my knees. She'd never called me that. No one did since Gramps died. I knew in that moment that I'd rearrange the stars for her if she asked. Instead though, I answered her question.
"Every moment from now until eternity."
"Words, baby." She used my line back on me. I wanted to smile at her, my clever angel. "Tell me with your words that you'll fight 'til the end for me."
"'Til the sun ceases to shine." With that, I reattached my lips to hers. She sucked my lower lip into her mouth and all thoughts of drug cartels and violent uprisings melted away. In their place were thoughts of the woman I loved, Gram's ring on her finger, and a life filled with her light. In a word—bliss.
I took us to the bed, lowering her on top of me. I slid into her and before I could get a sound out, she uttered, "That's where you should be. " She moaned as I moved in and out of her, understanding her meaning. Our bodies were connected, and so were our minds, our hearts, our souls. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling of her on top of me, moaning and writhing at the rhythm that was uniquely ours. I loved that I could make her feel that way, and wanted her to know that we were partners, in more ways than one. I rolled her my side, so we lay facing each other. I continued to thrust in and out of her and she clutched my shoulders, dangling on the edge of an explosive orgasm.
"You should be right here. Right next to me. " I reached my hand down to where our bodies were connected and told her what I'd been thinking since I saw her the first time through the window at Eight Oh Eight. "Right here is where I hope you'll give me the honor of being for the next few decades."
I rubbed my finger over her engorged clit and she gave me my answer. "Yes. Fuck, yes, of course. It's you. There can't be anyone else, it's not possible."
Her words turned the flame inside of me on full blast. I brought her face to mine and attached my lips to hers, feeling her pussy throb around my cock. I waited for her, despite the fact that all my dick wanted to do was explode inside of her. I didn't have to wait long. She whispered my name right before I felt her body spasm and the haze of an orgasm overtake her. The moment it happened, I followed into the haze, emptying months of love, pain, anguish, and ultimate rapture inside her.
We were in the carwash that didn't seem to end. We were floating outside our bodies, yet still able to feel the sublime pleasure they were affording us. I never wanted to be anywhere but in that moment, inside her, replete with an all consuming connection to the goddess I was submerged deep inside.
I brought the token to my lips, remembering our day at the arcade like it was yesterday. I realized something in that moment. "First best day of my life," I told her.
We laid there, who knows for how long as I was consumed with the woman beside me, when I heard a knock at the door. Not a tap, not two taps, a knock. Fuck.
“Stay here.” I jumped out of bed and walked silently to the door. I tapped it twice, and when no one responded with two taps, I asked, “Who’s there?”
"Elle?" A voice on the other side of the door asked.
"It's José." Elle was up, naked and walking toward me. To quote Elle, fucking A. Why was this asshole here fucking up my God damned bliss? I felt my body go rigid, and the urge to grab my shoulder overwhelmed me.
"Get dressed," I told her a little too forcefully. There was no way he was getting a glimpse of my girl. He'd have to kill me first. And then who'd be the monster?
She went to the bathroom to put on clothes, a burka I hoped. I opened the door to my fucking nemesis, and couldn’t help but notice the look of shock written across his face. Did this fucker think my
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