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Hearing this mountain of a man beg for me has my heart rattling around in my cage as lava floods my veins. I need to come so badly it scares me. I thought my last orgasm was the peak of pleasure, but the inferno threatening to swallow me whole right now is so much more intense. Flames lap at my nerves, liquid heat coursing through me, filling me up, then leaking out of my convulsing pussy.
“Let go, Roxy. I’m here. I’ve got you,” Keaton reassures me.
I make some undignified sound, then hold my breath, bracing myself for whatever lies on the other side of my release.
Keaton bites my shoulder and hits the very end of me in one brutal thrust. Flames engulf my body, burning me up from the inside out as I come, crying out his name. Tears well up and spill out of my eyes while sweat drips down my skin.
It’s too much, yet not enough. I come again, but the ache doesn’t go away. Instead, it expands, seizing my lungs and heart, taking control of my limbs as I tremble violently. Keaton holds me close, his hands roaming up and down my back, my ass, my thighs, pressing my body impossibly closer to his like he wants to feel my orgasm with me.
My pleasure spikes again, this time unleashing a tidal wave inside of me. I’m embarrassed by how wet I am, but I can’t stop. Every ounce of strength is wrung from my bones as heaving sobs wrack my body.
“Shit, you’re squirting all over me. I feel it. Fuck, I feel it,” he grunts. I have no idea what he’s talking about, but I don’t have time to dwell on it. Keaton holds me still as he erupts inside of me. I feel his orgasm work its way through his body as he shudders against me. Thick ribbons of cum fill me up and spill out, joining my release as it drips down my thighs and pools on the bed.
I don’t know how long we’re both suspended in our combined ecstasy, but when I finally come back into my body, I’m curled into Keaton’s side, my cheek pressed against his chest, right over his heart. I hear it thundering, his erratic heartbeat matching my own.
“Are you okay?” Keaton murmurs, placing a sweet kiss on the crown of my head.
I nod, a lazy, satiated smile spreading across my lips. “Are you?”
“I’m great.” He smirks, cupping the back of my neck and drawing my face toward his. Our lips are an inch apart when he whispers, “I love you so much.”
“I love you, too.” I barely get the words out before he closes the distance between us.
It's a slow, deep kiss full of gratitude, love, and plans for forever. I instinctively know we’ll always kiss like this when we’re done making love. This is his promise to me. His commitment. He’ll fuck me like we both need him to, but he’ll always treasure me.
I sigh contentedly when we break apart, snuggling into his side and resting my head on his shoulder. Keaton rubs my back and nuzzles into the top of my head, breathing me in. The moment is perfect, and my heart is full, knowing we have a lifetime of moments like this.
We still have a few things to figure out, but with Keaton by my side, for the first time in my life, I’m not worried about the future. I know I’ll be happy, safe, and complete as long as it includes him.
Epilogue
Keaton
“In closing, I’d like to thank my amazing staff and volunteers for all of their hard work this year. And of course, thank you to our generous donors for another amazing year of saving our oceans. Please enjoy your dinner and drinks!”
Roxy smiles out at the crowd gathered for the annual charity gala for her non-profit, Oceans of Love. She started up her company eight years ago, and so far, they’ve managed to make major legislation changes when it comes to protecting the sea. Currently, the mission is to lobby congress into tighter restrictions on fishing companies and limit what kind of equipment they can use.
My beautiful, radiant wife makes her way off the stage as everyone in the room claps for her. I’m so goddamn proud of Roxy and how she’s grown in the last decade we’ve been together. While she’s always been independent and motivated, I’ve had the joy of watching her become more stable and confident in herself.
“So, how was I?” Roxy asks as she steps up next to me. I’m always backstage at these events, both as a way to protect her and to support my wife in everything she does.
“Brilliant and gorgeous as always,” I tell her, pulling her into my arms.
My wife smiles up at me and gets up on her tiptoes to kiss me. I meet her halfway, always eager for her kiss.
Once we break apart, I turn her so her back is pressed up against my chest. I wrap my arms around her waist and hold my woman as we both look out over the crowd from our spot off to the side of the stage.
“You did all of this,” I whisper into the shell of her ear. “You’re incredible and you inspire me every single day.”
Roxy looks at me over her shoulder, a bright smile on her lovely face. “You’re a big part of this, too,” she says. “I couldn’t have started up my own non-profit and lead protests and political rallies if you weren’t by my side. Not only have you supported me in everything I do, but you’ve been an amazing father to our kids.”
I smile and press a kiss to her forehead. She turns back around and leans into me, resting her head on my shoulder while I gently rock us back and forth. Tara, our seven-year-old, has blue eyes just like her mother. She loves swimming, building sandcastles, and making hideous beaded bracelets that we have to pretend to love and wear around the house. I love that girl to pieces.
Maddie, our three-year-old, is already showing us her independent streak, which she no doubt got from her mother. She’s always getting into something or storming off on her own. Good thing she has me. I’ll protect our little family with every beat of my heart.
THE END
