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If things get rough or dicey and her safety is at stake, I won't cut her out or leave. While I'll always protect her, first and foremost, we'll make decisions together. She's my better half, the part of me I can't ever lose.
We're now in the bedroom, and there's not a lick of furniture. I don't give a fuck. With my lips all over her, I carry her to the bathroom, resting her bottom on the sink. Hastily removing her blouse, my mouth latches onto her bare breast and I suck her nipple between my teeth with a light tug.
Her back bows and she thrusts more of her breast at me. With another deep pull and suck, she mewls and I release her taut bud. My lips pucker and I blow across her wet, glistening peak as she moans, raking her fingers through my hair and curling them around my strands. She pulls hard, almost painfully, and the sting is a direct line to my cock as it twitches and lengthens.
Pulling her back to standing, I see she's primed and all mine. Her pulse throbs in the curve of her neck, and her chest is rapidly rising and falling with her short intakes of air. She leans up, not liking our brief separations. Tipping my head back, I close my eyes and revel in the sensations of her hot tongue on me as she sucks on my nipple. She releases her mouth, our gazes meet, and then she flicks her eyes to my mouth.
Hurriedly, I lift her skirt, twining my fingers in the thin fabric of her underwear, twisting then ripping them to expose her sex to me. Her face is flushed, eyes sparkling and lips swollen and red. We fumble to unfasten my belt and pants and her hand slips in to wrap her slender fingers around me as she licks her lips with desire. With it still snug in her hold, she pulls me out and pumps my engorged cock a few times, her thumb swirling the bead of pre-cum over the tip of my head. Mother fuck, her touch feels so fucking good. My balls tighten as she lines me up with her entrance.
Swiping my fingers, I feel between her legs-she's ready, wet with need for me. With one smooth move, my dick slides into her heat and with no preamble or buildup, I drive quick and deep into her.
"Evan," she says on a sigh. "Harder, faster."
Intense heat and pleasure steamroll over me and knock all sense out of me. Both of us are mesmerized by where we're joined, perfect and made for each other. My cock is slick with her arousal, pumping in and out. Her fingers slide through her sex, grazing, stroking my cock on each withdrawal. Fuck, she's adding to the bombardment of sensations that have my legs quivering as I propel us to the edge.
"I'm going to come," she says on a pant as she clenches around me.
My moans are barely audible, captured in my throat as I wildly chase my orgasm. All thought and sound is suspended as I tense and she does the same. We collide and fall together, clinging to each other as our climax crashes into us with a symphony of ecstasy.
"Fuck, I love you," I murmur into her neck as we embrace each other.
"I love you, Evan Hart," she says wistfully.
Our declarations are not new, but they are profound and pure. Our devotion to each other, our steadfast love has stood the test of time, and while there were moments of uncertainty, we're stronger for it. There's only ever been her, my sweetness, and today is the start of another chapter in our lives. The sweetest is yet to come.