She parted her legs for me and I dove in, moaning when the first gush of her arousal flowed across my tongue.Fuck, I’d missed this too.The taste of her was unique and delicious, and I lapped it up, coaxing more out of her with each suck and flick.
She was coming into my mouth in minutes, and I drank her down as fast as I could, savoring that sweetness and opening my eyes just a little to watch her come undone.
She was gorgeous.Inside and out.
One of the strongest, yet gentlest women I’d ever met, and for whatever reason, she wanted me.She accepted me and challenged me and encouraged me not only to be myself, but to be the best version of myself.
When she started to descend from her climax, I removed my fingers from her pussy and climbed up her, taking her mouth with mine so she could taste her flavor on my lips.
She moaned as we kissed, sliding her tongue into my mouth and raking her nails down my back.She gripped my ass cheeks and encouraged me to slide home.
I did, and we groaned together in pleasure at finally being connected again.Being with Danica, being inside Danica was like coming home.She allowed me to be myself, to be vulnerable and to feel safe.I didn’t have to hide my anxiety orfixit.I just had to let her in, let her love me, and love her back in the best way I could.
And, fuck, did I ever love this woman.
My feelings for her came on hard and fast, and while I was terrified of them at first, now, they felt like the missing piece of me that I didn’t think was missing at all.
Her nails dug into my back as she lifted her hips and wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind me.I rocked into her with measured thrusts, and loved the way she tightened her walls around me, like she didn’t want me to withdraw, not even an inch.
My love for her, my need for her, pushed me to that coveted height faster than I was ready for, but I held on, waiting for her to join me.
Her teeth found my shoulder, and she whimpered against my skin, begging me for more.
“Please, Tom.Oh god.Please.”
I’d give this woman anything and everything.She already had my heart, and I’d happily hand her my soul as well.She came here, with her heart in her hand, offering it to me, or asking me to let her go.
But I could never let her go.And I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to apologize or grovel enough to be worthy of such an angel, but I would spend the rest of my life trying.
“I’m … I’m so close,” she breathed, her nails digging even harder into my shoulders.“Oh god.Yes.”
“Come for me,bella.”
Releasing my back, she gripped me by the hair and brought my mouth to hers in a hard, bruising kiss.Then she let go.Her panting breath fled her nose, hitting my top lip as her entire body tightened beneath mine and she found her release.
That was all it took for me, and I poured myself inside of her, reveling in the way she squeezed herself around me.The way she deepened the kiss, and possessed me in every way.
I kissed her back, continuing to thrust into her as my lower belly tingled with pleasure and my balls tightened up against my taint.My cock pulsed inside of her, and my breathing became ragged.
When she started to come down from her high, we broke our kiss, she released her death-grip on my hair and lightly trailed her nails down my back, causing me to shiver a little.
We both laughed, and I pressed my forehead to hers.“Good start to an apology and groveling?”I asked.
“A good start, yeah.”
“I really am sorry.You make me want to be better.Todobetter.And even though I am an old dog, I promise I will still learn new tricks.You’ve already taught me that a community is better than being alone.And to accept help.”
“And to ask for it.”
“Si.And to ask for it.”Her nails raked my scalp, gentler this time, and I closed my eyes.“I was just a man before I met you.A man surviving.”I opened my eyes and met hers.“But now I amliving.I am an islander, a friend, a lover, and a member of the community.Thank you.”
She smiled.“You’re pretty good at these apology things, Tommaso Barone.”
“Yeah?Should I make more mistakes so I can apologize more?”I rolled us over in the bed so she was on top of me.I slipped out of her, and I was sure we were making a mess in the bed, but I didn’t care.
She settled on top of my chest, making a pillow for her chin with her hands.“Maybe not mistakes, but I’m sure we can think of things you can apologize for.Like the patriarchy, global warming, and that plastic island in the middle of the ocean.”
“How are thosemyfault?”
