Page 50 of Flawless
Her searing gaze dissolves into tears. “I promise to try,” she says.
That’s all that I need to hear before I move into place over her. Danica’s hands grip the edge of my shorts and tug at them. Our kiss is searing, and our breaths are short and fast.
I pull back long enough to remove my clothes as she removes her panties and shorts. Once I’ve covered my dick, I climb onto the bed with her and pull her onto her side with me.
Dani hums through our kiss as if a song is bursting forth from her heart. I lift her leg and place it over my hip as I rock into her. We move back and forth as I work my way inside of her.
Once I’m completely inside, she forms a seal around me that’s snug and warm.
“Zenon,” she breathes as I push deeper and deeper until our bodies are locked together.
My hand smoothes down her back and further until I’m cupping her ass and pulling her against me.
“I missed this,” she says softly.
“Why are you crying?” I ask.
“Because being here with you like this makes me realize how much I’ve thrown away. It makes me think of all the things that I’ve taken for granted through the years and of all the people that I’ve hurt.”
“Just exist in the moment, Dani. Just let me feel you,” I say, flipping her onto her back.
I spread her legs wide as I sink into her wet folds, and she cries out. My grip on her ankles is tight as I push her legs further back, going deeper and deeper into her.
“Zenon,” she gasps breathlessly.
Settling onto my knees, I rock into her as I slowly pick up speed. I always loved being with Danica like this, but I also loved the quiet times when we would just exist with nothing between us but silence.
In the past, we would lie together and hold one another as we stared at the ceiling with both of us lost in our thoughts. We would kiss for long moments and then lay in each other’s arms, drifting off to sleep with no need for sex. Just being together was enough.
It’s why when I discovered that she was cheating, it broke me so deeply and so immensely.
Slowly, I release her legs, and she wraps them around me and pulls me closer. Her arms lock around my neck, and I nuzzle hers, drowning her in my kisses as I lick away the saltiness left by the ocean.
I close my eyes, pushing away the thoughts that try to intrude on this beautifully intimate moment. The thoughts that tell me that I’m being a fool for her and that she’s only going to break my heart are overwhelming, so much so that I grunt loudly to push them out.
“Are you about to cum?” she asks.
“No, baby. Not yet.”
Danica pushes me off her and onto my back. She lays on top of me and brings her legs up to straddle either side of me. I grab my dick and slide it back into her, and she works me over as she lavishes my face with kisses.
“Thank you for being here,” she whispers against my lips.
“No place I’d rather be.”
We eventually roll back onto our sides and then with her on her back once more. It’s there that she finally surrenders to everything that has occurred between us, and she cries through her orgasm.
My heart beats loudly in my chest, and hope flickers, leaving me wondering if there could be more between us again. I feel the bond that we once shared flickering to life again, and along with that, something more potent and more real.
It feels like a promise that things will eventually get better for both Danica and me. I don’t know if that means united or apart, but it gives me hope.
I push up into her hard with one powerful thrust and close my mouth over hers, silencing the soft mewling noise that she makes.
When she’s finished, Danica, in turn, swallows and pulls from me the deep, powerful roar that wells up inside of me and explodes out over my lips.
My balls tighten, and my chest aches as I give in to my release.
It’s intense because it’s so much more than the release of a nut. It’s the release of the fear that I hold that Danica will never be mine and that she might hurt me. It’s the release of the pain of our tangled pasts.