Happiness, regret, joy, sorrow, passion, lust, desire, love.
All things I denied myself, afraid they’d wake the darkness.
His gaze as he looks into my eyes is still intense. But growing softer.
He’s close to coming.
And I don’t want to be late either.
I moan and gasp again as he picks up the pace. And then just lose myself in the pleasure he’s giving me, in the soft bliss of this act, in all the emotions and feelings it’s bringing to life.
We climax together, the orgasm hitting me like a bolt of lightning out of the clear, bright sky. Only there’s no pain here, only bliss, so complete, so all-encompassing, so absolute, I lose touch with everything that was.
And when I come back, I come back stronger. Come back whole. Come back the person I should’ve been, the one I met for the first time when he took me dancing in San Diego.
She’s here to stay now.
He’s resting against me, his breathing and heartbeat still fast from the pleasure we created together.
“Thank you,” I whisper into his ear.
He lifts his head and gazes into my eyes, the look at once intense and soft.
“For bringing me back to life,” I add.
He chuckles. “You did that all by yourself. I was just along for the ride.”
He’s wrong, but I have the rest of our lives to show him just how much. There’s no rush. None at all.
I kiss him again and make good on that fact, because we just stay there kissing, until the sun is very high in the sky and boats start appearing in the ocean.
“I’ll see you tonight at the clubhouse?” he asks as we’re sharing one last kiss by his car.
I shake my head. And I regret the disappointment it causes, which is clearly visible in his eyes.
“I won’t see you there, because you’re taking me dancing,” I add with a big smile. “Somewhere nice and loud.”
He smiles too. “Nice and loud. Got it.”
“And then we’re spending the night in one of those fancy hotels or villas you talked about.”
I don’t need that kind of pampering. That rock on the beach was just perfect for me. But I think he does.
“Absolutely! You got yourself a date.”
Then he kisses me again. In that lasting, forever kind.
Tonight is only a few short hours away once we do finally part. And that’s a very good thing. Because I don’t think I can be away from him for very long.
36
Nico
As I pull into the Matteo Rovina’s estate in Pacific Palisades, I’m still riding the high that is Alice, or Bianca, or whoever that goddess I met this morning on the beach is. No other woman has ever given herself to me so completely before. Or so trustingly. And I’ve never felt as close to a woman as I did when we came together.
All I want to do is shower and change and then get right back to her. I can wait for her at the clubhouse until tonight. Just watching her do whatever she needs to do before she can be mine again will be enough.
“So, how did it go?” Matteo asks as I enter the kitchen, startling me.
