Page 99 of Phoenix

He must like that sound on my lips because he adjusts positions to really let go, but the hand bracing himself on the ledge slips, and wrapped together—connected as one—we slip below the surface of the water.

I expect him to panic. I expect him to immediately begin kicking and moving his legs but he doesn’t.

With my eyes closed, I feel his hands grip my face and his lips find mine.

I feel his tongue part my lips and connect with mine as we break the surface of the water and he rights his hand on the ledge once again.

He arose from that baptism a changed man.

He begins to move wildly. Fucking me with every ounce of strength he has within his body, until we’ve created a whirlpool around us. Water is sloshing up over the edge and onto the concrete and splashing up and onto our faces.

I can feel a tightening growing in my belly and it dips deep within my pussy. My walls begin to flutter and I cry out amongst stars.

“I’m coming!”

“Together...Come together,” he growls.

As soon as my body winds as tightly as it can, I explode into a million pieces, contracting and convulsing. I can feel the tingles from my hair follicles to the tips of my red, painted toes.

He stills, and with a mighty roar, he comes too. The pulsing of my pussy milks every drop from him.

We latch onto each other in a position that looks like bear hug and we are silent, letting the world come back to us piece by piece.

I scratch his head back and forth with my nails and lay kisses to his forehead.

“Nora...” he says, with his face buried in my neck.

“Yeah?”

“I think I’ve fallen in love with you,” he admits quietly.

I close my eyes as more tears form behind the lids.

“You don’t have to say it back. I don’t expect you to, but after what you did for me tonight, I needed you to know.”

I love you too.

I want to scream it at the top of my lungs, but that hurt little girl stops me. The little girl who is scared to love anyone again who could die saving someone else.

I’m too broken to allow him all the way in. He deserves someone who will love him completely and not resent his job because it scares her to death.

I know, in this moment, here and now—in this pool with him buried inside of me as he professes his love—this is goodbye.

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