“I want to see your face while I’m fucking you,” he said. He carried me to the bathroom and set me down. He roughly spun me around and dug his fingers into my hips. I pushed my ass toward him and watched his face in the mirror as he slid his cock back inside my pussy. I could feel him all inside me now. Long. Hard. Thick. Wonderful.
“Fuck me hard, baby,” I moaned. “Fuck me hard… stick your big cock inside my sweet pussy…”
He gazed into the mirror and smiled.
Dirty talk was our thing.
“You want my big cock to ram your sweet pussy,” he asked, moving his hips in and out, shoving his cock inside me until the head hit my innermost wall. “God... your pussy is so fucking tight… I’ve missed you… so much…”
“Fuck me hard, Rick…” I braced my arms on the counter and closed my eyes. “I want to feel your monster cock in my throat.”
Rick tightened his grip on my hips and started rocking into me so hard that my tits swayed back and forth, hanging from my chest. I grabbed them and gritted my teeth, rolling my nipples between my fingers.
The fire was igniting deep inside me.
Another orgasm was on its way.
I felt hot all over.
I could smell the tangy scent of my juices washed over him.
I could smell his sweat.
I wanted to lick every drop of it from his body.
“God… I’m cumming…” he moaned, ramming into me, jarring my entire body.
“Yes… baby… cum… with me…” He moaned loudly as his cock filled me with his hot, milky cum and my orgasm sent a shudder through my body.
A moment more, and our bodies went slack.
I opened my eyes to find him smiling back at me.
“Welcome home,” I said with a happy sigh, wiggling my soaked pussy against him. “Don’t you ever leave me again.”
EPILOG: SANDY
Cabo San Lucas was the most beautiful place on Earth.
Well, the most beautiful place that I’d ever been to.
And having Rick by my side again just made it feel that much more like Heaven on Earth.
We had rented a small bungalow on the beach and spent our days sunning and swimming, and our nights dancing and drinking and making love, or as Rick called it: drinkin’ and fuckin’.
Sigh. Such manners on this one.
We talked about other places we’d like to go; Europe maybe, or Australia. But every day as the sun set over the Pacific Ocean just a few feet from where we sat with our toes in the sand, we knew that it didn’t matter where we were, so long as we were together.
I thought about Brent often and how his death had brought me to this point in my life.
If I could have gone back in time and prevented him from going into that store; if I could have saved him from Eddie; I would have done so without hesitation.
But I couldn’t turn back time.
And I couldn’t bring him back.
All I could do was keep his memory alive in my heart and try to be the person he expected me to be; a person who deserved his love, and deserved the life it had given me.
THE END