I nodded, swallowing hard. I pushed aside my fear and put my trust in my man, because I knew he was my anchor, my shelter, my safe place. He would always keep me safe.
“I trust you, baby,” I told him, my voice a little steadier.
“Good. Now ride this dick knowing your man will always keep you safe, okay?”
He laid back, shoulders pressed against the deck of the yacht, and hands gripping my hips tight. Even with nothing but empty space at my back, I felt safe enough to let go for the first time.
With my hands on his chest, I rode him like my life depended on it. I fucked my husband like I never had before.
“Fuck… Yeah baby… fuck me,” he groaned.
The fear was still there, adrenaline pumping through me, making me move even faster. My trust in him was stronger than my fear but the mix of both was explosive, and you could feel it in how I fucked him—harder, faster, louder.
“Oh my God, I’m coming baby.”
“Yeah? Are you gonna give me thatfontaine de jouissance?” he asked as I kept riding him.
“Hmmm yes… I’m almost there.”
“Yes… fuck… yes baby… fuck me harder… Fuck this dick harder… hmmm… make me come, Serenity… I’m all yours.” Konflict groaned as I sped up, riding him harder.
“Yes, yes, yes… oh fuck yes… yes… baby… this is so good.”
My voice got louder and louder, the sound echoing up to the stars, over the water, into the sky. There’s something different about fucking under the open night, out in the fresh air. You feelfree. Free to scream your pleasure, free to move without shame, free to come as hard as you want, harder than you ever thought possible.
And then, together, we hit that peak. The ultimate high. It was so intense, both our bodies shook.
I collapsed against his chest, completely spent, empty and exhausted.
We stayed there for a few minutes, my husband’s arms wrapped tight around me.
“You did so well, baby… I’m proud of you,” he whispered, his hand lost in my hair, caressing me gently.
Our hearts raced, but the calm between us slowly brought them back down.
Lying there, listening to his heartbeat beneath my ear, surrounded by his warmth, his love, and his presence—that was all I needed. It was the only thing that finally made me feel at peace, truly safe. My body could finally let go and rest. As my eyes grew heavy, I whispered the words my heart had been aching to say all night.
“I love you too, Konflict.”
Chapter Twenty-four
KONFLICT KORVEN
Five days later.
Baby, would you be available next Friday at 10:45 a.m.? I’d like you to come with me somewhere. I have something to show you,” Serenity asked.
I glanced up at her in the mirror as I did her hair, just like every other night. I knew exactly where she was asking me to go—her next OB-GYN appointment for our baby. She still hadn’t told me she was pregnant, even after five days of making love and sleeping in each other’s arms. Things felt different now that the divorce talk seemed to finally be behind us. Tomorrow would end the one week I’d asked for, and I hoped she’d choose to stay and build our family.
Inviting me to her appointment meant more than any announcement. I couldn’t wait to see our baby with her, to finally get to kiss her stomach every day.
“I can make myself available if it’s important to you. Where do you want me to meet you?” I said, acting like I didn’t know.
I gently worked the leave-in through her hair, detangling each section with care. Every day, I found myself falling a little more in love with her hair.
“Oh, hmm… you’ll find out that day. I’d rather not say anything for now. Can you be there? It’s really important.”
I glanced at her reflection in the mirror again, doing my best to hide my excitement behind a calm mask.
