Page 77 of Hold On

“Tell me,” I demand.

Alina:

I shift in my seat and my robe falls open slightly, exposing the softness of my breasts. Bash cocks a brow, pursing his lips as he grows harder in his pants.

“Am I even going to be able to play or will I just be fighting my boner the whole time?” he complains as he reaches forward and grazes my nipple with his fingers. I arch my chest into his hand, and he palms my breast obediently. He squeezes my tit, making me moan as wetness erupts between my legs. “What song, Lina Girl?” he asks gently, never wanting to leave me hanging when it comes to our favorite music.

“Franz Ferdinand,” I finally get out as he drops my breast with a small smile.

“I already know, then,” he says as he leaves the table to grab his acoustic guitar. He returns and places it over his lap as he looks at me. He begins to strum it, staring into my eyes lovingly. I sink into my seat and grab my coffee, palming it between both of my hands.

Bash begins to sing, perfectly emitting every line as he always does. His blue eyes connect with my green ones intensely as he speaks in musical lyrics to me.

And I fucking swoon. Because Bash has been there for me nonstop since returning to my life and ever since we slayed my evil overlord together. I’ve allowed myself to fall into him, landing firmly in our love. I sip my coffee andsmile appreciatively back at him as he continues my private performance. Then I’m melting a few minutes later as I stand before him, kissing his forehead as he completes the song for me.

He strums his guitar for the final time, then sets it to the side and pulls me onto his lap. I straddle his hips as he fully opens my robe and nuzzles my naked breasts with his nose.

“Thank you for holding on, Lina Girl. For trusting me. For forgiving me and getting through this all by my side,” he whispers as I begin to cry.

“Oh, Bash Cox. You’re fucking stuck with me.”

He closes his eyes, a look of long-awaited peace covering his face and for the first time in a long time, I know we’re going to be ok.

The End…

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