Page 85 of Lust & Lies
My pussy milked him. His cock filled me with his cream. We rocked together, holding on to each other as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into us, through us, over us, leaving us wrecked.
We rode that wave of ecstasy, letting it take us out to sea. We got lost in each other, lost to the pleasure, lost to the sounds of our moans mingling together. Lost to the feel and the joy of our bodies uniting as one.
He groaned my name again before collapsing on top of me, spent, breathing hard, skin damp. My chest heaved as I held on to him, trying to catch my breath. He stayed there, buried inside me, heartbeat thudding against mine.
I was thankful that he wasn’t looking at my face. Thankful he couldn’t see the tears streaming from the corners of my eyes. I was happy. And it was the strangest sense of happiness I could ever recall feeling.
I was happy to be one with this man. Happy that he hadn’t run when I’d pushed him away. Happy that he’d stayed by my side when I didn’t even know he was there. Happy that I’d given my heart to a man who’d kept his vows.
Through sickness and through health.
I felt whole, complete. Like something that had been missing since I’d awakened had finally found its way home. I blinked rapidly, trying to get a hold of my emotions as his cock twitched inside of me.
“I love you, Noe,” he rasped against the crook of my neck. “So fucking much.”
Holding him closer, I whispered, “I love you, too, Aiden. Now and forever.”
We remained that way, wrapped in each other’s arms for the longest time. Our bodies were slick with sweat, hearts still racing. Neither of us spoke for a long moment. We didn’t need to. Our bodies had said everything we’d needed to say.
I’m yours. You’re mine. Nothing can change that.
It was Aiden who moved first, sliding out of me as he unwrapped his arms from around me. I lay there, staring up at him, unable to move. All I could do was stare up at the man I’d given my heart and body to... again.
“You okay, baby?” he murmured, voice low and gravelly as he stared down at me.
“Mmhmm.” I nodded, too blissed out to form full words.
He kissed my shoulder, then my cheek, before finally claiming my lips in a sweet kiss.
“Lay here. I’ll go get the shower ready,” he told me.
I wasn’t ready to part with him yet.
“Lay with me,” I told him, already missing the warmth of his body pressed against mine. “We can shower in a minute.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered, smiling as he lay down next to me.
I sighed when he pulled me close to him and then slid the comforter over us. With my face resting against his arm and his other arm wrapped around me, I stared up at my husband. For a while, we just lay there, basking in the warmth, the silence, the glow of what we’d just shared.
I didn’t want to talk about the past. Or the future. I just wanted to be here in this moment with Aiden, safe in his arms. Eventually, my eyelids grew heavy. I let his heartbeat lull me, and just like that, I drifted off and dreamed of my dream guy.
In my dream, we were outside. The sky was painted in oranges and purples, the last of the sunset bathing Aiden’s face in soft gold. His hands were on my waist, fingers tightening slightly as he stepped closer.
“I love you,” he whispered, a sense of urgency lacing his words. “More than I’ve ever loved anyone.”
“I know,” I whispered.
“I mean it, Noe.” His eyes were stormy, intense. “I don’t care about anything else. Not my family. Not their legacy. Not their money. None of it matters if I don’t have you.”
“But, Aiden...”
He cupped my face. “Let me finish. I’m leaving all of it behind. I’ll walk away from every cent, every blood tie. I have my own business. I can take care of you for the rest of your life. We can disappear. Just you and me. I’ll make sure no one finds you.”
“I can’t ask that of you,” I whispered.
“You don’t have to ask,” he said fiercely. “I’m doing it because I want to. Because you’re the only thing that’s ever made me feel alive and truly loved.”
“Your family loves you, Aiden. You know that.”
