Page 111 of Wild Thing
I felt ashamed that I hadn't connected the dots before now.
My girl was at war with herself.
“I want you to know that if I could go back in time, and do things differently, I would.” I confessed.
She kept her arms wrapped around me tightly, her head resting on my shoulder.
I looked off into the vastness of the ocean and went for it.
“I get that there are loose ends to tie up… but we’ll figure it out," I said.
Referring to our long-term partners as a loose-end was a low moment, even for me. But that was what my relationship with Ally was now. A loose end.
"I want you back in my life. For good this time. I want us."
Dylan raised her head from my shoulder, and I felt her fingertips lightly tickling the back of my neck. “Together?”
“Together.”
“So, this isn’t just some hot and heavy affair? Because if that’s all this is to you and you go back to your life–”
“It’s not,” I cut her off before she could finish that sentence. “What do I need to do to prove it to you?”
“I need reassurance. Something to help me accept that even though what we're doing is so, so fucked up, that it will be worth it in the end," she swallowed back tears. "That we went through all of this lying and sneaking around for a reason."
I grabbed her ass and kissed her passionately, hungrily reassuring her. The conversation was far from over, but it was hard to concentrate when her naked body and smooth pussy was rubbing on me.
All of this bullshit would be worth it in the end.
It had to be.
After a few moments, she broke away from the devouring kiss and said all I’ve wanted to hear since we arrived.
“You going to fuck me now or what?”
I hoisted her up onto my hips, hands underneath her ass and carried her out of the ocean.
We emerged from the sea, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. I carried her up the sand to where I dropped our belongings.
Bending at the knees, I gently laid her down on the blanket, her arms falling above her head.
My eyes drifted all over her body, taking in her perfection bit by bit in the blazing sunshine. Lying naked before me was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.
There was nothing but flame in her eyes.
“What are you thinking?” she purred at me, her words like velvet, stroking me.
I slowly traced a finger down over her lips, under her neck, collarbone, over her perfect tits, stomach, and finally between her legs.
She shuddered underneath my touch.
A light breeze blew small flecks of sand onto us.
Leaning over her, I placed my free hand over both her wrists and locked them in place over her head. I nudged her legs open wider with my knees, leaned down and softly kissed her.
My other hand went to work, sliding between her legs, stroking her clit, warming her up for the inevitable.
My dick throbbed when I felt how wet she was for me.
