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“‘You do’ accept, you idiot. Why do you insist on ruining this for me?”

He squeezed my nape while I lay on top of him. “Yes, I do. I always did.”

“I wasn’t expecting this to feel so anticlimactic,” I said quietly.

“It was perfect. We don’t need the bells and whistles. All that we’ve ever needed, we have right here in this room.”

Rolling me over, we came together in a clash of tongue and teeth. After tearing away the cotton covering me, Damon settled between my thighs. He fanned my hair out around me as his gaze wandered my face. I bloomed under his attention.

Thistime around would be different.

Our bands collided when Damon entwined the fingers on my left hand with his. He opened me up with his other, while nibbling at my lips, sucking eagerly at my neck and marking me in several places. I soaked it up like a cat in leisure.

A moan escaped me once he released my hand to take a punishing hold of my hair. His cock simultaneously breached my hole, inch by agonizing inch.

I wouldn’t call what happened next making love. I’d call it war and peace.

Damon alternated between rocking into me by degrees, holding me close as he entered and reentered me, while telling me how much he loved me, to me sliding backwards with every forceful thrust of his hips while he screamed for me to shut up and take it. It was unpredictable, and it set my soul on fire.

Damon’s external beauty would always be a work of art to me. But as you aged, beauty

became less about whatyoureyes saw and more about what you saw intheireyes. In his eyes, I saw love in its purest form. Love for what and who we were—both together and apart—and excitement for what we would be in the future.

I no longer needed to hear him say, “It’s me.”Because any form he came to me in was simply beautiful and accepted.

I once heard a quote. “Some people won’t love you no matter what you do, and some people won’t stop loving you no matter what you do. Go where the love is.” So here’s to him loving me and me loving him no matter what. We survived.

The End


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