Chapter 20
Everything changed
Here’s the thing about last days. Unless you’re on death row, you never know yours is coming.
Otherwise, you would have had pancakes instead of oatmeal for breakfast or maybe even ice cream. You would make love one more time, maybe with the windows open in the early morning so that you can smell the coming rain.
Maybe you say goodbye to family and friends and tell them how much they mean to you. Or you go out and spend a boatload of money that you didn’t have—or maybe you did.
Or you would dance in the rain.
There are so many things I could have done differently, but in the end, I wouldn’t have changed a thing.
This morning, Rick woke me with his hand moving between my thighs. By the time my eyes opened and I knew what was happening, I was wet and needy, my climax rapidly barreling down on me, and there was no stopping it.
“Rick, please,” I begged. “I need you.”
And then he positioned his cock at my entrance and drove deep inside me.
Lately, Rick had been gentle and tender with me, always loving, but the way he fucked me this morning spoke volumes of the way everything has changed. Something was riding him hard, and he expended the energy that had woken him early this morning by joining our bodies with a fierce desperation.
Other than my initial plea for him, no words were spoken between us, but then again, I guess there didn’t need to be. With every plunge into my waiting body, Rick showed me how much he needed me. He told me without words how important I am to him. And in kind, I showed him the same with the way I clung to him, how my hips rose up to meet his with a wildness we both felt, that he was it for me. There would never be anyone for me like Rick.
My climax didn’t wash over me gently but seemed to detonate every molecule of my being. My entire world was spinning out of control and my tether to the here and now was where Rick’s body was joined with my own.
I felt him swell inside me before he planted himself deep and let out a rough groan while he found his own bliss within me.
He dropped his forehead down to mine and closed his eyes. This was it. This was right. I never should have denied Rick. I should have trusted him then and now. We were always meant to be together. We’re like the earth and the moon, always circling each other, never able to escape the pull of the other. He is my partner, my lover, my everything, and I will never not trust him again.
“I love you,” he said, his voice thick with unspoken emotion and gruff-sounding.
“I love you,” I whispered back.
He pulled me tighter into his arms before releasing me. I missed him immediately as he pulled out and got up and headed for the shower. I should’ve known that something was amiss. Instead, I lazed in bed while he showered. I trusted him to tell me when things changed.
What I didn’t know was that I while was welcoming him home with my body, my heart, my very soul, Rick was saying goodbye with his.
