Her lips parted when I started unbuckling her jeans.
I kissed her exposed stomach, wishing life hadn’t been so cruel to her.
Tears dripped… She knew what respect I had just paid to her femininity.
Our eyes never coming unlocked again, I pulled down her jeans, silently asking her to step out of them and her panties. Once she did, I took hold of her hand as I laid back, keeping my feet on the floor. “I need you, Justice.” I touched my mouth. “Right here.”
She didn’t speak a word as she climbed up my upper body.
“Right here.”
With a thigh on each side of my face, Justice put her private lips to mine.
With every lick, I spoke of my admiration for her strength, loyalty, and commitment to me and my children. One with us, and one to come, because of her.
She heard me. I knew she did by the way her hand caressed my face.
When her chest began to pant, and her juices wet my tongue, my body reacted. Until then, it wasn’t aroused, only worried for her well-being.
My own chest began to heave underneath Justice. I sucked hard on her so she knew what she was doing to me, knew that she is the only woman that could ever again move me sexually.
Then… one of my hands pressed on her lower back, touching her, supporting her, loving her… as my other hand reached out for Sapphire.