He cleared his throat before he spoke.
“I experienced so many emotions. My heart broke, it rejoiced, and it was bitter. She looked healthier and happier than I had seen her in a long while. A part of me resented that she didn’t fight that hard to stay on her meds, stay in therapy, and get all the help she could for herself on our behalf when we were kids. The other part of me wondered when she would disappear again.
“It made me think about all the years I spent with Daniella, seeking what Mama couldn’t give to me, and then it made me question my relationship with you. I wondered if I was still trying to replace Mama with love, and then I wondered if I would ever have a healthy relationship.”
I reached up and wiped the tears that streamed from his eyes. I could not understand that depth of pain when I had two parents who fiercely loved my sister and me and protected us with their very lives.
“How do you feel now?”
“I’m good. Well, I’m as good as I can be. I’ve moved to a state of acceptance. This is what life will be like with her, and there isn’t a damn thing that I can do to change it. That part makes me feel helpless and sad, but I’m glad that she’s trying for however long she decides to try. I’ll accept that over defeat.”
“That’s good. All you can do, baby, is take it one day at a time.”
“I’m so sorry that I hurt you, Dove. I thought being around you, talking to you when I was like that would hurt you even more. I wanted time to deal with everything that I held within so that I could move forward in my future with you without regrets.”
“Just never push me out again. I hated that when we were kids. I’m here. If no one else understands how it hurts you, I do. I’ve seen it for years. Please let me in. Please let me love you.”
“Always,” he whispered and kissed my lips.
“Speaking of dealing with things, I did the same. I called Neal’s wife and apologized to her.”
“Word? How did she take that?”
“She wasn’t happy to hear from me, obviously, but she was grateful that something positive came from her learning about us. She said that she realized that he’d been having affairs before me, and she hoped I never experienced the type of hurt that I brought her.”
Reighvyn lifted my chin and stared into my eyes. “You never will experience that type of hurt, baby. Not as long as your heart is my responsibility. I will always handle it with care. You can bet on that shit.”
I kissed him deeply, and he lifted me into his arms and carried me from the balcony back into our suite.
Reighvyn carefully pulled back my robe, and he stared at my body as though it were his first time seeing it. He bit his bottomlip as his eyelids lowered. “Mm-mm-mm,” he mumbled in a low, sexy voice.
He lowered his head and kissed me sweetly before he pressed those same tender kisses all over my face, neck, shoulders, and breasts.
He planted unhurried kisses on my arms and belly before he lowered to his knees and kissed down my legs, even to the soles of my feet. I swear there wasn’t an inch of my body that he didn’t kiss, especially considering that he circled behind me to kiss me all over the back of my body as well.
When he returned to the front, he placed me on the bed and spread my legs wide. The attentive kisses he placed on my pussy had my toes curling and my teeth bared. I gripped the sheets as I struggled hard not to rip them from the bed. All the while, my hips and ass jerked upward with a mind of their own, wanting more of his kisses, more of his sucking, more of his fingers, more of everything.
He used all those things to gently coax me to a tumultuous orgasm that left me torn in two. When he finished, he climbed between my legs and spread them before him. I welcomed his erection into my body, stretching me wide, filling me up, and leaving no room for the next breath, let alone anything else.
I was out of my mind with pleasurable delirium as Reighvyn shifted in and out of me, taking me with ease and control. His hands worked their way over my body, lips brought a sweet sensation everywhere they kissed, and his dick turned my body inside out. He dominated my body like he dominated men in the ring.
I underestimated what was first perceived as gentle and tender because it quickly became more passionate, more aggressive, and more dominant as he gave and took and then took some more.
I had no complaints. He was making up for what we’d missed out on over the last several weeks, and I wanted even more. I shifted my legs up and hooked them over his shoulders. I felt like I would be split in half, yet I still begged for more.
He flipped me over onto my hands and knees and transitioned lovemaking into pure, hardcore fucking. Tears seeped from my eyes, and I was grateful to connect with him the way that we had.
“Damn, you feel so good, Reigh.”
“Not half as good as you, li’l bit. Swear I can’t get enough of this good pussy,” he grunted through clenched teeth as he rocked hard up inside of me.
He lifted one of my legs and stroked slow and deep, but the angle allowed him to hit curves that I wasn’t prepared for, and he knocked the breath out of me. The moment that he did, I swear that it must have unlocked something in both of us, because he sped up like a wild man, and I squirted all over his dick like crazy.
“Gahdamn, this pussy leaking like a broken faucet. I love this shit.” He roared as he slammed into me repeatedly and smacked my ass a couple of times. It wasn’t much longer after that when I felt him releasing inside of me. I was thankful because I doubted that I would be able to hang in there with him much longer the way he was tearing into my body.
We collapsed side by side and stared into each other’s eyes as we tried to regain our breathing.
“You miss me much?” I teased, recalling his words from yesterday.
