Admiring the view of his long, straight, thickly muscled legs and his big muscular ass sticking up that blocks the view of his narrow waist, but not so high that it hides his broad, thick shoulders, I think Adonis must have looked like this.
Smiling at the view of his balls peeking out from between his legs, I take the tip of my finger and stroke the soft skin, teasing him.I'm surprised there is no response from him whatsoever.There is only his deep breathing and his soft, relaxing snore.
He was one tired baby.I kiss his ass and roll my finger around his curly Q, then roll off the bed and retrieve Titty Bare.I lift Aurei's arm, pushing her under him.He pulls her to him and puts his head on her as he rolls onto his side.
He is one sweet man.
I make a quick pit stop back to the bathroom and notice when I pass that my clothes have magically appeared hanging on the rotating rack.My Black and Blue Baby is the first thing I see, followed by my White Fox Fur.
Good, that means my bras are here too, and we won't have to bind my girls in the morning.But it also means someone hung them up!I def can't walk around outside naked again.
As soon as I reenter the bedroom, it turns dark and grey as the storm clouds block the sun.Walking to the French doors, I open one to listen to the song of the rain.It is pounding the ground.Going out onto the patio, I listen for a little while.My mind drifts to Piper and her comment when she left Vegas that she missed the rain.We were opposites, she and I.Probably why we got along so well.I love the sun and she, the rain.
"The rain is cleansing."She argued with me.
"It just makes me sad," I told her.Sitting there watching the rain, I slip into a melancholy mood.
I wonder what Piper is doing these days.I smile a sad smile.I hate we lost touch.Life is just so busy!Time slips away from you.
I think about what a shame it was to have lost someone like Whitney Houston so young.She was so special.People shouldn't forget her.
The rain slows.
I'm going to incorporate more of her songs into my show.It did feel good to sing like that.Maybe I should consider actually singing too.I'll ask Cat what she thinks when I get back.
I see a soft flash of lightning and hear the low rumble of thunder in the distance again.I stretch and yawn, then make my way back into the bedroom.Climbing up into the bed, I curl up beside Aurei, facing him, nose to nose.Watching him sleeping, so peaceful, so angelic, I stroke his face with my fingers.His skin is so soft, and his beard is too.My fingers massage his temple lightly, then I play with his hair.His eyelids flutter, and they open into a small slit.I place my fingers on his lips and trace them as I tell him, "Shhh, Sugar Bare.Sleep.I want to treasure this moment with you before I fall asleep in your arms."
"Mmhm," He says, then puckers his lips, but he falls back to sleep before I can kiss them.
He's home, and he sleeps with the knowledge that he is safe.Deep and restful.Cherishing his features, loving his face, I think about his love.It fills my heart more thoroughly than I ever imagined being in love with someone could ever do.I thought my life was rich before, but now I know what real riches are.To think that some people have love, then lose it.How lonely that must be.I feel a pang of pity for them, and then I feel the weight of our situation settle on my heart.
Aurei: CEO.Billionaire businessman.Family fortune.
Me: Seary.Surreal.Stripper.Vegas Star Entertainer.
Heavy rain starts to fall again outside as another storm erupts, and "It Will Rain" by Bruno Mars starts to run in my mind.
My fingertip traces a line down from Aurei's heart-shaped lips over his chin, past his Adam's apple to his pecs, and over to where his heart beats.Then traces a heart on his skin there.The words to the song make my heart ache with the truth of them.How do people survive broken hearts?The cold hard truth saddens me.Drugs.Opiates.I get it now, but nothing can heal that hurt.Nothing.
My heart clenches itself and tries to stop the pain it feels as I realize a broken heart from our situation is a very real possibility.We haven't faced the real world yet.We are still in our utopian phase where everything is seen through a distorted prism.How will we ever make Us work?I'm a carefree Vegas stripper for all practical purposes, and after this weekend's announcement, he'll be a billionaire businessman.Our lives are so completely different, yet we are so much alike.How will we make it work?And if we can't, how will I ever survive without him?I sigh deeply, then turn my back and nestle up to him to spoon.Pulling the covers up, I drape his arm over me, then make him hold me tight while the tears of doubt slide out of my eyes and wet his arm.
His parents have to accept me, us.They have to love me too.They have to!The rain outside falls as I stare into the darkness.I can't lose him.My Mama was right.I can't breathe without him.I will love him forever.
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Rain.
Rain.
Rain.
Where has the sun gone?
Darkness.
Loneliness.
