When I start to move inside her the juxtapose of fire from being inside her, and the cool water on my skin clash like the titans.
My balls tighten and I fight to gain control so I can fuck her the way I want.Hard and fast, but sure so we can last.
The moans that fall from her lips, however, are what always does it for me.The fact that I can make her sound like that from the pleasure I give her does something to me that calls to my primitive need to give her more.
So I do.
I give her more and it feels like I give everything.I give her all that I am and all that I want us to be.And, I hope she can feel it and not be afraid anymore.
After all these years, I can still say with surety that I’d never hurt her.
Never.
She comes with a cry of wild pleasure, my name pouring from her lips.It’s a good sound. Too good.
She does it again, and my release erupts from me.There was no way to seize control for any longer than I had.
I slow my pumps, and she rests back against me when I pull out of her.
I like this part where we’re both breathing so hard we can’t catch our breath.
I rest my hand against the wall above her so I can regain my strength.
She turns in to face me, leaning against the wall too.
We gaze at each other, and there’s something in her eyes I recognize.
Keeping her gaze trained on me, she presses her hand to my chest, and her swollen lips part like she wants to say something, but holds back.
The swell of emotion in her eyes is prominent and I know what she wants to say to me. I can feel it even though I can’t hear the words.
How she looks now is the way she did when she used to love me.
It’s how she looked when told me.
This woman in my arms is the only one I’ve ever felt that way about, and she’s the only woman who’s ever heard those words leave my lips.
“Tell me,” I whisper.
“I’m so glad I’m with you,” she replies and I know that’s not what she wanted to say. I’ll take it though.
What’s sad to watch is the fear I’ve previously seen lurking in her eyes suffocate the emotion that shone so brightly only seconds ago. It makes me wonder if she’ll ever allow herself to feel for me again.
I won’t spoil this moment, however, with my worries.
I accept my fate whatever it may be and the time I have her. No matter how long or short that may be.
“I’m glad I’m with you too.”
And I love you.
Chapter 44
Quinn
The vibe that fills the house makes it feel like it used to during the holidays when I was a child.
Lilly and Barry used to have everyone over for dinner during the Christmas holiday and Easter.