Page 152 of The Loathing

Now it was my turn to sigh.

“She’s a young woman… she is trying to make a dent in her world and whether you like it or not big guy… she doesn’t need you. Maybe she didn’t want to hurt your feelings by telling you that, but now you’re out the country… well, she can breathe.”

His lips part as if he wants to say something, but he soon closes his mouth and just rubs his lips together.

“I know that came across really harsh but take it from a twenty-five-year-old with a father that likes to suffocate her… in the best way possible but he needs to let me find myself in this black and white world until I find the small bit of colour needed to light my world up.”

I pause and dig my nails gently into his thick thigh.

“Like I found you, you showed me just how beautiful this world actually is. My very own kaleidoscope. I never knew life could be this pretty until you. You took my mediocre black and white world and painted it with a medley of colours, but I can only see them with you. Nothing looks as good when we’re apart but when you’re with me, I see everything so…” My eyes settle on his and my heart gallops in my chest, “vividly.”

His large hand rests on top of mine and the corner of his mouth pulls into a slow smirk.

“I have always been a little… overprotective.” A low chuckle escapes him.

“Aren’t all fathers?” I lean into him and he envelopes me with his arm, holding me close to him.

“But after Sharon walked out… it was only me and her, and the guys of course. I would have never made it through the first twenty-one years without them. Sleepless nights, colic, teething, her first steps, first day at school…” he tightens his grip, “they’ve been there every step of the way.” His lips find the top of my head and he stills. “She broke me in a way I never thought was possible but then I found you and everything slipped into place. All of this needed to happen for me to be able to realize just what love actually felt like.”

I slowly sit up, my wide eyes on his. Feeling his large hand cup my cheek, I lean into him.

“I love you Amora, with every fiber of myself. You fixed me without even realizing it. And I know after tomorrow, I’ll have to love you from a far, but just know I will never stop loving you.”

“I love you, Titus.” I choke placing both hands on his face as I move from my stool and climb into his lap, legs either side of his as I slip my tongue into his mouth, a low groan vibrating through him as my hands drop from his face and rest on his chest just so I can feel his steady heartbeat under my fingers.

Our kiss deepens, his hands skimming down my side and under the hem of my dress as he pushes it up around my waist, but he stops, his eyes volleying between mine.

“I need you,” I whisper, my forehead pressing against his.

I hitch a breath when his teeth nip at my jaw, my neck, before his lips press against my collar bone and his fingers skim over the front of my thong, gently rubbing over my already throbbing clit.

Bucking my hips forward, he strokes me again as his other hand tugs the neckline of my dress down, popping my full breast from my bra and his hot, wet mouth is locked around my rosy nipple as he sucks and licks.

My breath shudders in my chest as pleasure ripples through me, my arousal pooling in my lace underwear.

“So wet,’ he murmurs against my sensitive skin as he hooks his fingers round the thin material that is stopping him from getting what he wants. What I need. Teasing at my opening, two fingers stretch and dip inside of me causing me to gasp.

“Titus,” I whisper, my eyes lifting from him for just a moment to check the doorway.

“I’ve got you,” he whispers back as my hips rock forward, silently begging for him to fill me. My lips crash down onto his, my hands resting on his thighs behind me as his fingers pump in and out of my slowly and I feel so consumed with pleasure that my eyes roll in the back of my head.

Panic causes me to freeze when I hear a noise rattle behind us.

“Baby, eyes on me… focus on me,” he reassures me as his fingers curl deep inside of me, stroking me slowly and working my body up.

“Make me forget, just for a moment… make me forget what my life is about to become,” I say quietly, my throat burning as a tear escapes and rolls down my cheek.

He doesn’t say anything, just seals his word with a slow, deep kiss and my skin explodes with goosebumps and my heart sings in my chest to a song that only me and him can hear.

Lifting me gently, he makes quick work to unbutton his suit trousers and I feel the thick head of his cock rubbing and teasing at my entrance.

Ever so slowly he glides me down onto him and my pussy stretches around him until I am full of him.

Locking my arms round his neck, my hips begin rocking over him building myself up as I give him all of me.

“I’ll never forget just how good you feel,” his lips brush against my ear as he wraps his arms round my waist, his hips lifting and rocking into me, meeting my every move.

Our teeth clash, lips meet and our tongues dance together as I begin to slow but Titus keeps moving, not stopping as he thrusts deep inside of me, his fingers slowly glide down my sides and dig into the skin on my hip as they wrap tightly round me.

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