It’s clear this woman knows my thoughts with one mere look.We’re connected, have chemistry, and have grown a friendship over time which gives us a solid foundation for the future.The shit we both went through, the darkness tainting our souls, and yet the mutual understanding binds our strength.
I lean forward and cover her back with my front.Putting my lips right next to her ear I take a deep breath and focus once more on the very words I feel rushing through my veins from the words she just gave me.
“Love you,” I breathe on a whisper, making it come out as a soft rasp and a slight break of the last word.
I’m pretty sure she’d be happy if I only gave her a letter because the smile she gives me, the tear sliding down her cheek?Yeah.Emotions are running high for both of us.
She pushes back on my cock and I thrust forward, taking her slow and deep while giving her an open-mouthed kiss.
Bliss.Our connection is solid, our lives are finally on track, and we’re both healing and coping with trauma from one day to the next.It doesn’t mean every day will be roses and sunshine.Life simply never is.The struggles and issues we face make the rare perfect moments stand out.
Like now as we both take pleasure, bare ourselves to one another, give and receive trust, and acknowledge the unique connection we create.She saved me, and she keeps saying I saved her.
She moans my name and I greedily swallow down the vibrations.I feel her clenching around me as she surrenders to the orgasm that takes hold of her.I can’t hold back and throw my hips forward one last time to root myself balls-deep inside her.
Hot cum spurts out of my cock, filling her to the brim.My head falls into the crook of her neck and I gently bite down.Damn.This wasn’t sex.It was making love.Intimacy, feelings, emotions, all stringed together.
It’s a taste of what lies ahead of us if we keep on building, keep on living the way we’ve been sharing our lives the past few months.A fucking promise of what we’re capable of.
Scars heal with the skin’s ability to become tougher over time.We are both survivors, headstrong, and don’t easily give up when life kicks us down.It eventually led us to where we are now.Together.Strong.In love, and ready to enjoy the rest of our lives.
BONUS EPILOGUE
Five years later
– HELENA –
Astro jumps out of the truck as soon as I open the door.He runs toward the other dogs.Benny and Macy, Seamus and Jaxie’s hairless terriers and Hank, a Texas Heeler belonging to Murray and Elodie.
All four dogs start to play while I walk toward the fence.Jaxie waves when she sees me and I come to a stop next to her.A smile slides across my face when I see my son, Hudson.He’s sitting on the back of a gorgeous Clydesdale.
I almost shit myself the first time I saw my three-year-old sitting on a huge horse.Hudson has no fear, and I completely trust Elodie.It’s her horse and she trains them well.It took her a long time before she allowed herself to buy a horse of the same breed as the one Nolan killed over five years ago.
We’ve all come a long way since.
“You guys f-fighting over a name yet?Your twenty-week u-ultrasound appointment was today, right?”Jaxie questions and looks at my stomach.
