Page 76 of Rogue

And at times like this, when I’m close to a mind-blowing orgasm, when I’m just cresting its edges because I don’t want it to come too soon, I can already feel that forever.

It’s coursing like lighting through my blood, touching every cell in my body, waking every nerve, making me feel alive in ways nothing else ever does.

I can’t hold on long, I never can. But that’s all right. Because we’re never far from each other. And this bliss is just an explosion of the love that flows between us whenever we’re together.

He buries his cock deep inside me and comes too. His breaths jagged and erratic even as he kisses me gently and deeply.

“I don’t think I can let you go,” he whispers later once our breathing returns to normal and we’re just holding each other. “As soon as I do, I’ll just want to hold you again.”

I wrap my arms tighter around his neck, burrowing deeper into his embrace. “I don’t want you to ever let me go. Please say you won’t.”

“I won’t,” he assures me and doesn’t.

And even later. After he’s gone home to the clubhouse to wait for me, I can still feel his arms around me, holding me tight. And hear his promise to never let me go echoing in my ears.

This is family. This is what I lost before I was old enough to understand how much having one actually means.

But I have it back now. And this time, it will last forever.

I make that same whispered promise to never let him go in my mind, hoping he can hear me even though we’re far apart, and somehow knowing that he can.

And he’ll hear it again as soon as I see him next. In just a few short hours.

THE END

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