The faster and more intense we are, the louder the thunder seems toroar.
Faster. Louder.Harder.
Shit, he’s so fuckinggood.
And when Antonio and I collectively explode in ecstasy, the rain outside finallyfalls.
* * *
The storm isquiet now as Antonio and I lie flesh-to-flesh, still kissing, nothing but longing passion betweenus.
It’s the first time I’ve ever been unfazed by an angry storm. The first time anyone has cared enough to comfort and holdme.
My eyes are wet, slightly welled with tears—not because I’m sad. Tears of elation because, for the first time, my heart feelsalive.
Antonio’s lips move from mine over to my earlobe that he softly nibbles on as he caresses my breast with one hand and rubs my thigh with hisother.
His touch keeps my heartracing.
Soothing. Caring.Affectionate.
He breathes softly in my ear and says, “Daniella, baby, I loveyou.”
