Page 86 of Rainstorm

With her beautiful legs placed over my shoulders, I pushed deep inside to find that precise place to get her soaring.

And the explosion was not long in coming, her warm walls squeezing my cock hard, taking me with her to ride the wave, grunting her name and hearing mine in that voice that I would never tire of listening to.

After that wonderful week together the loneliness felt heavier than ever.

I could see her in every single corner of the condo.

Her perfume lingered on my sheets.

The toothbrush standing beside mine on the counter in the bathroom was a painful reminder.

Fuck. I missed her so much.

The time had arrived to put an end to this misery.

For us to take things to the next stage.

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I’d read tons of stories about nerves consuming you when this time came. The general consensus was that it was really important to make the moment unique and unforgettable.

A story to tell your children and grandchildren in the years to come.

I was so fucking nervous.

But not enough to stop me from going through with my plans.

Nothing was. My mission was set and that was that.

Luckily, Mandy Sue had become my accomplice. A very efficient one. With her help, I’d managed to organize everything and now I was just waiting for the right moment to enter the studio and surprise Roselynn.

In the months of our relationship, I’d learned that Rose’s favorite flowers were blush colored peonies, so I’d ordered hundreds of them to be delivered at a precise time to the television studio where she worked.

The delivery vans were already stationed outside waiting for the signal to go ahead and bring them in from Mandy.

Even the producer of the show was excitedly pacing around in anticipation of what was about to take place, happy it’d shoot the show’s ratings like a rocket to the stars.

Nothing pleased an audience more than a romantic surprise.

Angelique, the presenter, gave the signal for the next segment, the one that Rose was presenting.

Lights.

Camera.

And action.

Hidden behind a door, I watched through a crack as she stood in front of a green screen, beginning the weather forecast for the day. I was enraptured seeing her looking so beautiful, wearing one of her sexy little dresses that drove me crazy. One that I was hoping I’d be removing very soon if things went to plan.

But first things first.

The delivery boys began entering with the mass of peonies.

Rose looked at them in astonishment, holding her hands to her mouth while the boys diligently arranged the flowers around her, creating an altar for me to worship my golden eyed goddess at. Every single one of those petals screamed loudly, proudly, that I was hers and she was mine.

She looked around at everyone seeking an answer to what was going on.

I adjusted again the silver tie around my neck, checking my appearance as I crossed the space that separated us.

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