With that, I pressed her up against the wall, finding her mouth with all urgency. As always, she fell apart in my hands, whimpering and needy for my touch.
She pushed away from the wall, turning and leading me onto the grass. We kissed all the way down to the Evergarden, grabbing at each other like a young couple in the first throes of passion.
Once hidden by the trees, I lifted her dress, my hand slipping between her legs. I groaned when I found her slick. Without patience, I pulled her dress over her head and laid her out under me. I kissed every inch of her body, the extra flesh on her hips, the faded stretchmarks, the tiny lines around her eyes from every laugh and smile.
She pulled off my shirt, moving me onto my back. Together, in a clumsy tangle, we kicked off my jeans and shoes. Naked, I lay back as she made a meal of me. I groaned as her lips wrapped round me, drawing pleasure out of me in a way I would never get tired of. I had to stop her sooner than I’d like though, I wanted to be buried inside her before I climbed too high.
I rolled, tugging her under me and slid inside her in one smooth motion. Her back arched, her breasts yearning for my attention.
It was no different, this thing that we’d done so many times and yet each time it was new, a coming together, a reaffirming. I was hers and she was mine.
I was home. I’d finally become that good man. The cord that bound us, once made of barbed wire, was now made of blue ribbon and would bind us forever.
I moved inside her, rocking gently, nursing that precious part of her until she clenched round me, hands gripping myshoulders. I pulled back enough to watch her. I always had to watch her fall apart.
“Tell me you love me, Lo.”
“I love you.” A dreamy smile spread over her face, fingers brushing over my cheek. “You know that already.”
I did but I would never get tired of hearing it.
“Kiss me, Alfie. Kiss me like you kiss me.” I was powerless to deny her and why the fuck would I ever want to? I found her mouth, sweet and soft and always welcoming.
We made slow, familiar love in the garden. Enjoying each other in the most natural way we knew how.
Our love was in every blade of grass here, every petal, every leaf.
Long after we were gone, our children would come here and remember us, the couple who shouldn’t have made it, the couple who faced their ghosts and defeated them.
When our bodies failed and we were no more, our love would rest here as the rain rested in the earth and became root and tree, part of the evergreen world she had built for me.
That kind of immortality was a gift only true love could grant and took a lifetime to earn. We had a lifetime and as long as she was mine and I was hers, as long as I spoke her name and she kissed my lips, our love would be immortal.
The End.
