“I’ll make sure you never regret opening your heart and life to me. I love you, sweet pea.” He took her mouth in a deep, wet, claiming kiss. She arched her back, pressing her tits against him, her hardening nipples against his taut skin sending electric jolts straight to his hard dick. Grunting, he slipped his hand over her breasts and rolled her nipple between his fingers.

He gently pushed her down on the bed. When he saw a tear trickle down the side of her face, he wiped it away with the corner of his thumb. “What’s wrong, sweet pea?” He feathered her throat with kisses.

“I’m so happy and sad at the same time. I have a whirlwind of opposite emotions inside me. Today is the happiest day of my life and the saddest.”

He hovered over her, his face a scant couple inches from her face. He lightly kissed her forehead, eyelids, cheeks, nose, chin, and lips, then sat up and pulled her with him. He took her cut off, touching her protesting lips with his tongue, then hung her cut next to his before coming back to the bed.

Lifting the sheet, he motioned her over. She slipped in and he followed her. Gripping her in a smothering hug, he whispered, “Just let go. Breathe and let go.”

Her body melted into his and he rocked her until she surrendered to sleep. He leaned over and switched off the lamp, they lay down on the pillow with Fallon tucked snuggly in the crook of his arm.

He watched the clouds swirl like spilled ink in water against the midnight blue sky. An occasional glint of bright light peeked through the ever-spreading clouds. The scent of damp earth and decaying leaves lingered in the air. Fallon moaned in her sleep and he held her tighter to him.

The whirling clouds entranced him, and as he held his old lady, watching their movements, sleep overtook him.