He peeled off my nighty, leaving me naked to his eyes, then gripped my hips.
“Ride me, Mama,” he said, his gaze intense.
Without hesitation, I started riding him, my pussy gliding up and down his hard length as his arms steadied my rhythm.
“Oh fuckkk… Konflict… I missed this dick… It feels so good.”
I nearly cried because God I’d missed this.Missed us. The only difference now was I was fucking my man without a mask. I could see every expression on his face, how his eyes turned glassy when he got lost in my pussy, how his lips parted for those deep, guttural groans. Every emotion played out in those dark brown eyes. And his voice, God! His real voice was low, deep, and rough in my ear, so much better than the one with the voice modulator. Everything was so intense I almost came on the spot. I was losing my mind.
“You missed this dick, huh baby? Hmmmm… then take it. I love how you ride it… Yesssss… just like that… up and down… You’re doing such a good job, baby… This pussy feels so good…”
I rolled my hips, taking him even deeper. Eyes closed, I was lost in pure bliss, touching Heaven. Konflict held my hips up, then started fucking my pussy from below, hard and deep.
“Hmmm… ahhhh… baby… fuck me… oh fuck… fuck me hard, Konflict,” I moaned, tilting my head back.
“Yeah? You want me to give it to you harder?”
“Yes… Please…”
Suddenly, I felt him lift me off the bench. Konflict stood up, carrying me with him. My legs wrapped around his waist on instinct. He walked me across the room and pinned me hard against the wall, fucking me wild—deep, rough, and harder so much harder.
He fucked and fucked and fucked me so good, I saw stars.
“Oh my God, so good baby.”
He leaned in to whisper in my ear.
“I love you, Serenity.”
My heart exploded. I’d dreamed of hearing those words from him so many times, I’d almost given up hope. Nothing compared to hearing the man I’d loved for years finally say it. The impact hit me so hard the pleasure doubled. I started cryinguncontrollably as I came all over his dick.
“Fuck… Don’t cry baby. I’m sorry it took me so long to tell you how much I love you.”
Thrust… thrust… thrust.
“I fucking love everything about you, Serenity. Everything from head to toe. I’m in love with your body, your spirit, and your soul.”
Thrust… thrust… thrust.
“Konflict… Oh my God… I’m… I’m coming baby…”
“Yeah, come for me, Mama.”
I came again in his arms, clinging to him as he kissed me and held me tight. We were both smeared with clay, but neither of us cared. Konflict carried me out of the room, his dick still buried deep inside me, and took me all the way to the bow of the yacht.
“Where are we going?” I asked, as the cool night air whipped across our skin.
Konflict sat on the edge of the yacht, his legs hanging over the side with me still in his lap. A wave of panic rushed through me as I glanced down, realizing just how easy it would be to fall with the slightest wrong move.
“Relax, Mama. I just want you to trust me. Trust that I won’t let you down, not here and not ever in our life together. I just want you to see that you can ride with me, even if it feels risky, even if it’s dangerous. I got you, baby. I’m never letting you down, ever. Can you trust me?”
My heart pounded in my chest. Konflict knew how terrified I was of drowning. I’d nearly drowned twice before, and it turned my fear of water into a full-blown phobia. This wasn’t just a pool. It was so much worse. I felt frozen with fear. But his gentle words in my ear, his steady hand on my back, his presence, and the way he held me close, was strong enough to ground me. He reminded me that he’d always catch me, always bring me back to the surface, just like he had the first two times.
“I got you, baby… You can relax… You can let go with me. I’ll always keep you safe. I’ll always make sure everything is alright. I’d give my life to protect you, baby. I love you so fucking much…”
“Konflict…” I breathed, my voice shaky.
“Can you trust me?”
