As the emotion subsides, I experience the tangible relief of the moment. I grab Jesse’s side, sliding my fingers around to the small of hisback.
“I’m here,” he reminds me. “I loveyou.”
“Keep going,Jesse.”
He bites his bottom lip and moves infarther.
I’m ready for another wave of uneasiness, but it’s evident that the real issue haspassed.
A chuckle evolves into a full-blown laugh. I’m laughing, fucking laughing aboutthis.
He slows down. “Youokay?”
“More than okay.” I swallow as he slides farther in. His cock rubs against my prostate, and I gasp. The sensation races through me, and I throw my head back, enjoying the way my nerves agree with his movements insideme.
I look up at him, sliding my hand up his body. “Just enjoying having my husband insideme.”
“I’m enjoying being inside myhusband.”
Tears slide from my eyes and rush down myface.
“Are you sure you’re fine?” he asks, stoppingagain.
“It’s like I finally turned around and faced that monster I’ve been plagued by all these years. So strange. I thought it would just disappear, but it’s here, in my awareness. It just doesn’t have the hold over me it oncedid.”
He takes my face in his hands. “I’m so proud of you,Eric.”
“Come here and kissme.”
He obeys, his kisses offering me somewhat of a distraction as he fucks me, lovesme.
“I’m…all…yours, Jesse,” I say, surrendering my body tohim.
He gives me that cock, working his way up, and I relax into it as though my body is agreeing with every thrust, every sensation that pools through me as he pleasures myhole.
I’m alive andfree.
I writhe about on the bed, twisting and arching my back as I get lost in the experience with him. I’m climbing, my arousal so strong that for a moment—a brief moment—everything else is background noise, and I’m free to simply appreciate being totally consumed by my love for Jesse and his love for me. I cherish it with my all, because it’s what I can cling to in the future…what gives me hope that it can be evenbetter.
It wasn’teasy.
And I didn’t do it on my own, but I madeit.
I made it because of myJesse.
“God, you feel so good,Eric.”
“You feel goodtoo.”
I sniffle because the tears are still flowing, but from the sheer relief I’mexperiencing.
He hesitates again. “Um…”
“Don’t stop, Jesse. Give me that fat cock of yours. I’m all yours.” I raise my hands over my head, resting my arms behindme.
He continues pushing into me, and I revel in the pressure, in the way he continues stimulating that sweet spot. He’s healing my body of what we’ve been healing my soul of since I began thisquest.
As the pressure mounts, building as my balls grow heavy, I reach back and press up against the headboard. Waves of tingling ripple throughout my body, course through me with an intensity that seizes control of my awareness onceagain.
