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My fingers tremble slightly as I reach for myself, feeling the damp heat between my legs. I close my eyes, lost in a world of sensation as I touch my clit, imagining the sharpness of his tongue, the roughness of his palm, the thickness of his fingers guiding me.
I moan softly, the sound loud in the quiet garden. His hands find their way to my breasts, gently kneading them, his thumbs brushing across my nipples.
I arch my back, savoring the pleasure of his touch. Our breaths mingle, the air thick with desire as I bring myself closer to the edge.
“Come for me, Jess,” he says, his voice filling me with lust and longing.
It takes mere moments. My orgasm washes over me like a tidal wave, my body convulsing as I cry out his name. He holds me close, his lips finding mine.
I slide off his lap slowly, and he stands up, his erection standing tall and proud against his taut abdomen. I take him in my hand, marveling at how hard he is, how his skin feels warm and velvety against my fingers.
I stroke him gently, savoring the feeling of his length in my hand, the way it throbs and pulsates against my touch.
“Fuck me,” I whisper as I lower myself onto the grass, my voice shaking with anticipation. Alessandro nods, his eyes dark with lust and possession.
He positions himself between my legs, guiding himself into me slowly, his hands on my hips as he finds his way inside me. I moan softly, feeling him stretch me, filling me up in a way that no one else ever could.
He starts to move, his hips rocking against mine as he begins to fuck me. The sensation is intense, overwhelming even, but I want more.
I reach down and touch myself, my fingers exploring the wetness between my legs as I watch him fuck me. The sight of him is arousing, his body moving in rhythm with mine, his face contorted with pleasure and desire.
As he picks up the pace, I can’t help but cry out with each thrust. My orgasm builds, my body tensing with anticipation, every nerve ending on edge.
He knows what I want, and he gives it to me. After all this time, it only gets better. I scream out, my orgasm washing over me like a tidal wave, my body convulsing with pleasure.
Alessandro groans, his body shuddering as he comes inside me. I collapse onto his chest, my breath ragged and my body sated. He holds me close, his heartbeat steady against my ear.
“That was perfect,” I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper.
“It’s always perfect with you, Jess,” he replies. “Every damned time.”
Wrapped in his arms, I realize that this—this moment of peace, of love, of profound connection—is the truest form of happiness. The shadows of our past have only served to highlight the brightness of our future, a future we’ve fought for and won, together.
“I love you,” I murmur against his lips, the words a simple truth that encompasses the depth of my feelings.
“I love you too,” he replies, his voice a soft echo of my own, a vow that encompasses not just the words but all the moments that have led us here, to this perfect now.
In the end, it was the brink of losing everything that brought us to the realization of what truly matters. Love, family, and the shared moments that make up a life well-lived—these are the treasures we hold dear, the legacy we build together, day by day, kiss by wonderful kiss.
