Page 128 of Fervency Love

“You’re amazing. I love you,” I say into his ear, giving it a lick and a bite. Finally, I rest my head on his shoulder and wrap my arms around him.

He pulls my hair, drawing my face closer to his as he plunges in for a deep, passionate kiss. My breathing is still quickened. I want him. With one hand, I unzip his pants and reach inside to find his gorgeous cock. It’s hard and ready for me. I release it and lift myself a fraction only to then drop straight on the prick. As it goes inside, deep, Ve lets out a groan straight into my mouth. Our tongues twist around each other in their dance, and our bodies, connected, bring one another pleasure. I ride him like a seesaw, releasing all the tension left inside me.

“I’m going to come, Abby.” Ve’s whisper brings me back to reality, pushing ecstasy away.

“Last a little longer,” I gasp and pick up the pace. He leans me back to increase the sensation.

“I can’t do it, Abby! Get off now.”

I do so, but only reluctantly. Ve pushes me over the table. I prop my elbows on the wooden surface, sticking my ass out. He goes in deep, hard. In this position, all I need are three more thrusts, and then my body is shaking again in the throes of orgasm, alight with electric current. Ve pistons a couple more times, bringing me even more pleasure. I can feel him throb inside me and hear him moan. I topple to the table and feel the hot goo splatter over my ass, dripping to the ground.

“I love you, Gail.”

We’re such freaks, aren’t we? Ve wipes me clean with some tissues and helps me up. I’m completely drained. We sit there for an hour more, hugging, connected by passion and mutual attraction. This can’t be compared to anything.

When we finally go back to our town, I feel relief. Even better, my parents agreed for me to visit Connor’s grandma or go with him to the seaside. The only issue I have right now is that the fucking thing on my back is itching like crazy. I’m not able to keep myself from scratching, which causes my skin to form bumps and scars.

But I’m so happy about the trip! I’m packing my last bag. Dad comes to check up on us. I’m leaning over a cabinet in the kitchen when he arrives at the door. My shirt lifts, uncovering the tattoo. I got so used to it, I forgot to keep my back covered at all times.

“What’s that stuck to your back? It looks ridiculous!” Dad’s roar brings me back to earth. I glance around, looking for some help, for some kind of support from Ve, but he’s as panicked as I am.

“It’s nothing,” I say quickly.

“Come here, show it to me.”

If I come over, he’ll discover it’s a real tattoo. I don’t know what to do. I’m so disoriented.

“Cover that immediately. What will people say? That you’re some kind of hoodlum!”

Here we go again. What will people say? That’s always the most important thing. I roll my eyes. Ve stands rooted to thespot. He doesn’t move a muscle.

“You’re sticking shit to your back and exposing yourself! Get a real one, smartass, if you want to know how much it hurts!”

Ve chokes, hearing this. I burst out laughing. It’s just beyond me.

“What’s so funny?” Dad asks, momentarily puzzled.

“If you have to know, Dad, this one’s real.”

“What!?”

“It’s real.”

“Get over here right away!” he cries.

I do as he asks, and he turns me around, making sure I wasn’t lying. He runs a finger across my skin. His fury is palpable. His energy is singeing me. I pull away.

“Fucking hell! Have you lost your goddamned mind, girl?! This lasts forever! You know that, don’t you? And you? What’s wrong with you? You’re as irresponsible as she is! How could you let her do it?”

“I tried talking her out of it, sir.”

“Then she doesn’t care what you say to her! That’s how much you care about him?” Dad turns to me. “Why don’t you listen to him?” He’s trying his manipulation again. I’m immune to it.

“It was my decision. Nobody can tell me what to do with my body!” I cry out.

“You can’t be trusted. Forget about your trip! Unpack your things. I will not let you go anywhere. You’re too irresponsible!” He squeezes past me and leaves for the balcony to have a smoke.

I send Ve a pleading look.

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