She looks just as perfect as the first day I met her. She’s always been perfect, just as she is. In darkness and in light. I have loved every version of her, and I will love every version that comes. I can’t wait to spend forever with her.
“Good. I want you to finish because I have a surprise for you.” I reach down to rub her clit, feeling her legs begin to vibrate. After a year of this, I know the exact spot to touch her, the exact rhythm of my cock to get her to come within seconds.
“No. Not yet,” she moans, but a second later, she explodes, coming all over my cock as she continues to bounce.
“Come with me, Dominik. Fill me up.”
Oh, fuck.
That’s all I need to hear. “Keep riding me, little butterfly. Don’t stop.”
Zoe leans her forehead against mine, gripping my shoulders as she rides my cock hard and fast. We move in unison, perfectly in sync as our bodies sway, causing the car windows to become misty while the air fills with an intense heat.
Her moans grow louder, and I angle myself to rub against her clit.
Her eyes flutter shut, and she tips her head back. “I’m close. Fill me up, Dominik.”
“Fuck,” I groan. My movements become jerky as I grip the back of her head, fisting her soft hair as I empty myself inside her. Zoe shudders at the same time, screaming out my name as she comes for the second time.
That’s still the best goddamn sound in the entire world. I can never get enough of this, enough of her or the way she makes me feel.
Zoe falls forward on me, both of us a beautiful, sticky mess.
“I love you,” she murmurs.
“I love you more. So fucking much, baby,” I say into her hair, kissing her temple.
How did I get so lucky?
I don’t deserve her. I never did, but she chose me anyway. Despite everything that happened between us, despite all the lies and hurt, she chose me. And I never stopped chasing after her. I never will.
She’s flourished so much in just a year. Zoe had so many offers after working on the extension at Madison Square Garden, and she landed a permanent position at a top architectural firm. I am so lucky to be able to watch her follow her dreams. Every day, she becomes more confident, happier to be doing something she’s always dreamed of doing. I couldn’t be more proud.
All the garbage from before is behind her, and she’s moved forward, becoming stronger and better. And she did it all on her own. I just stood beside her, proud and supportive as I held her hand.
Zoe peppers kisses on my shoulder and neck before climbing off me. I watch as my cum slips out and down her thigh. Taking my finger, I scoop up the liquid and grab her chin.
“Open up.”
Zoe keeps her eager eyes on mine as she grabs my finger and takes it all the way to the back of her throat, sucking it clean. I just came, but the sight has my dick hardening already.
I want her all the time. Even right after I’ve fucking had her.
She has no idea the power she has over me and how she holds all of my heart in the palm of her small hand. This goes so much further than love. It’s never-ending. All-consuming. Suffocating in the best possible way.
She’s mine, and I am hers.
Forever.
I watch her closely while we dress, meticulously noticing every little detail as if it’s my first time witnessing them. The way she effortlessly pulls up her jeans and secures the button. The delicate knot on her lace bra strap. The graceful arch of her back as she slips her shirt on.
Zoe looks over at me and smiles. “What?”
I shake my head, grinning like a lovesick puppy. “Nothing.”
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Just admiring you.”
