Loyal
I can’t believe I was brave enough to tell Vex I love him. And that I’m giggling my butt off in freezing cold water. As always he reads my mind, shutting off the water and then wrapping me in his arms, moving me into the relative warmth of our bedroom. He somehow snags a towel and wraps it around me tightly until only my face is showing. I can’t help the grin on my face as I gaze up at him, his dark hair plastered to his face, his beard glistening wet.
“I feel brand new,” I whisper, not wanting to break the spell that we were in, although I have a feeling that the heaviness we walked around with, the baggage that weighed us down is now considerably lighter.
He presses a soft kiss to my forehead, leaving his lips there as he murmurs, “Me too, baby. It’s like the water washed away all their sins.”
“Ezekiel 36:25,” I whisper, unsure how much of our early learnings Vex remembers.
He clears his throat, his Adam’s apple working as he remembers the words.“I will sprinkle clean water on you, and you will be clean; I will cleanse you from all your impurities.”
I let out a huff, tucking my head underneath his chin. “Yeah, that one.”
“It’s perfect, sweetheart, just like you.”
I think about my body, the scars that cover me front and back. The body that endured so many things. The hurts, the invasions, the burning and beating and poking and prodding. The body that I was so ashamed of because that’s what I had been taught by men who were meant to protect me and love me, the body that is now clean again. Maybe not new, but new to me because it’s strong and it’s helping me carve out a new life for myself. It’s gentle enough to help nurture two little girls who need me,me,the woman who was never meant to be a mother. It houses a will strong enough to break free of the shackles I was raised with to learn and thrive and someday work a job that I know I will love. The body that is beautiful because the first and only man I’ve ever loved looks upon it as if it’s a work of art. My body may be scarred but she is beautiful and each silvery line not only tells a tale of my survival, but it also matches Vex’s perfectly.
Taking a deep breath I let the towel drop as my hands move to run up Vex’s chest, the coarse hair tickling my palms. I feel his hardness twitch against my thigh, and for the first time in my life I’m not only naked, but I’m pretty certain I’m naked and horny. I press my lips to Vex’s muscled chest, gently kissing everywhere my hands have been. I don’t miss the sharp hiss of his breath as I kiss close to his nipple, or the tightening of his hands on my hips.
“Baby, I, God, you need to stop,” he says, brokenly.
“Why?” I ask, not even raising my eyes to his, I’m too focused on tasting his skin.
“Because, you’re not ready, it’s been a big -” he chokes slightly when my tongue flicks his other nipple, “fuck, dammit, it’s been a draining day, baby.”
I lean my head back, taking in his dark features, his pupils so blown his eyes look almost black. You would think with my history that look would scare me, but it doesn’t. It makes me feel powerful becauseIdid that to him. I am driving him mad with lust but I also know that if I asked Vex to stop he would. Behind the lust in his eyes I see care, and I know deep in my heart that what I’m about to do, what Iwantto do, is right. It’s time.
“I want this, Vex. I want you to be the man I choose for the first time in my life. I choose you.”
His gaze searches mine. He must find what he’s looking for because his shoulders drop as he presses his forehead to mine, “You have me, you’ve always had me.”
“Then make love to me, Vex.”
His large hands grip under my thick booty and he lifts me effortlessly into his strong arms, wrapping them around me as he climbs onto the bed, knee walking until he can lay me down, my head hitting the pillow at the same time his lips claim mine. Not in the way others have roughly pressed their lips to mine; this is softer, gentler as he sips from my lips, his tongue lazily meeting mine in a dance that only we know.
I don’t know how long we kiss for, time stands still as the weight of Vex’s body on mine presses me into the bed, the feeling of safety washing over me. His chest on mine, sharing my breaths, large hands protective instead of dangerous. The way he feels is heady, and I feel dizzy and wild and free in a way I never thought possible.
Vex’s groan pulls me out of my head, and I realize my hips have been bucking up into his, his thick shaft nestled between my pussy lips, the slip and slide of me over him giving me delicious little zings and zaps. All my nerve endings feel sensitive, my nipples, my thighs, my clitoris bumping the swollen head of his cock. Our skin is wet where we meet and I’munsure if it’s from me or the leaky tip of his cock. Whatever it is, it feels amazing and I want more. More. More. More.
“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” Vex murmurs as he moves down my body, a smirk on his lips when I let out a whine when his lips leave mine, only to suckle my nipple into his mouth.
I gasp at the feeling, it’s almost too good, the pleasure is something I’m unsure I’ll be able to survive. That is until a thick finger gently runs through my folds, sliding up to my clit then down again, dipping slightly into my wet channel.
“Vex!” I gasp out as everything below my waist seems to come alive.
My legs shake, my toes curl and I think I’m about to lose my mind when all of a sudden it all calms, Vex’s lips leaving my nipple, only to move to between my legs. The movement shocks me so much that my thighs clamp tightly around Vex’s ears and I’m unable to loosen them once his tongue hits my core.
Holy Mary Mother of God, Joseph, Jesus, all three wise men and the little baby goat, that feels indescribable.
“That’s it sweetheart, give it to me,” Vex rasps in between wet, sloppy licks between my shaking legs.
My breath comes in pants, my fingers are gripping Vex’s dark hair and then my vision blurs as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me, stealing all my senses bar my sense of touch, the one that knows that Vex is here with me as his hands caress my body, bringing me down from my high gently, lovingly.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” Vex whispers in my ear, pressing a kiss to my sweaty temple.
“Please Vex, I need…more, I need you. Please.” I whimper.
My body may feel like a wet, limp noodle, but I know that I won’t feel whole until I feel Vex in the most intimate way a woman can. I need him inside me, our connection complete.
