Page 108 of Into the Light

“Fuck . . . me” she demanded as she writhed away from me.

“As you wish,” I responded before grabbing her ankles and in one swift movement flipping her around so her stomach was against the bed.

“Get on your knees and lift your hips for me.” She gasped at my demand as her plump ass slid up high in the air for me.

It was the most perfect view as I spread her cheeks, letting my needy cock press into her tight little cunt.

“You were made for me.” I groaned just as I pushed all the way into her. Her hips slid back onto my cock, and I held onto her while she thrust on me.

“That’s it, mi reina. You are doing such a good job.” I praised as her head rolled back, grabbing onto a handful of hair as I reared her deep onto my cock. Her moan was deep down and guttural as I reached around, giving her nipple a pinch before continuing my assault on her tight little cunt.

“Such a good girl,” I repeated. More thrusting.

“My good girl.” I complimented as she let out a symphony of moans and groans.

“Come for me, baby,” I demanded, and in a second she clenched around me. She would explode all over me soon, so I let out the last few movements, giving her ass one final slap as I detonated inside of her.

She collapsed onto the bed as I slipped my cock out of her before lifting her and walking her to the shower.

“I love you,” she murmured as I placed her on the little seat inside the shower as we waited for the water to heat up.

“I love you,” I commented back, lifting her chin up so she was eye level with me and gracing her lips with a quick kiss. “Come on.”

We spent the next half hour cleaning each other off and basking in the warmth of the water.

“Do you think you’ll ever be sick of this?” she asked as I grabbed her a towel to dry off before jumping out and getting one for myself.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her words. “Never.”

“How come?”

“You are the only thing I’ve ever wanted. From the moment I tasted your lips, I knew I was totally fucked.”

She furrowed her eyebrows. “It’s like drinking another milkshake aside from the diner. There is nothing that compares to the chocolate milkshake in Isles. Everything else tastes like shit, right?” She nodded.

“Same thing.”

She giggled. “That’s weird, Rain.”

I shrugged. “It’s true.”

She leaned over to the basket I’d gotten for the bathroom where I left my T-shirts that she liked to wear to bed and plucked a worn black one from the pile before throwing it on. It was one of those things that had never changed from our time in Isles.

“Turn around.” I told her before grabbing the Aquaphor and dabbing it behind the ear.

“It’s been months already, I think it’s healed.” It was. I just liked seeing it. When she came to me suggesting that she would get a matching F on the other side of her ear, my heart literally sank . . . in a good way. I begged her to reconsider it because I didn’t want her to feel pressured to, but she insisted. She told me she wanted both of the greatest loves in her life to be known, so she’d gotten an ‘F’ behind her other ear.

I put a little Aquaphor on it, not listening to her and loving the way it looked branded onto my wife.

“Now it’s your turn,” she mused, and then I laughed while turning around. I had gotten a similar tattoo that Ash had with a cave and a few bats coming from it, but there was a sun shining onto the cave. “Mi sol.”

It was both a representation of everything that we’d gone through, coming into the light from the darkness, a memento to the saying that she used to murmur from her mother and a little memory of their daughter, Sol.

When she finished, I shoved my shirt and some gray sweats on before walking into the bedroom and lifting the covers.

“You are always mine, mi pareja,” I whispered as she crawled into bed with her back tucked tightly into the crook of my body.

“Hey, Rain?” she asked in a sleepy tone.

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