She laughs as she leans in and kisses me.
It’s slow at first, filled with salt, warmth, and years of pain melting into something new.
Her hands tangle in my hair as mine press into her back, holding her close as the kiss deepens.
We finally part, her forehead rests against mine, breaths mingling in the dim light.
“This place started it all,” she whispers.
“Yeah,” I murmur, glancing around the quiet bar. “Guess it’s only right we promise forever where we found it.”
Her smile breaks through her tears. “Forever sounds good.”
“Forever’s already yours.”
She’s beaming,that radiant smile lighting up my truck, and I can’t stop stealing glances at her, myfiancé, the woman who has my soul wrapped around her little finger.
We barely make it through the door of our home before I’m on her, kicking it shut with my heel, our bodies colliding in the entryway.
She’s pressed against the wall, my hands framing her face as I kiss her deeply, savoring it, our tongues sliding together in a rhythm full of promise and heat.
“Layla,” I whisper against her lips, my voice thick with emotion. “You’re everything. Say yes again.”
She laughs softly, her arms wrapping around my neck. “Yes, Reed. A thousand times, yes.”
I scoop her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist, and carry her to our bedroom, our mouths never breaking contact.
Our room is dimly lit by the bedside lamp, casting warm shadows over the rumpled sheets where we’ve made so many memories.
I gently lower her onto the bed, following her down, our bodies perfectly aligned as I hover above her, gazing into her eyes.
She’s flushed, her lips parted as I trace the line of her jaw with my thumb, gliding it down her neck, feeling her pulse flutter beneath my touch.
“Let me show you how much I love you,” I whisper, planting kisses along her collarbone as my fingers lift the hem of her tank top, pulling it over her head.
Her bra comes off next, unclasped with a flick. I peel it away to reveal her breasts as her nipples pebble in the cool air.
I cup it gently, my thumb brushing the tip, then lean in to take it into my mouth, sucking softly as my tongue swirls around the hardened bud.
She arches beneath me, a soft moan escaping as her hands slide into my hair, holding me there.
I move to the other side with the same care, nipping lightly, drawing out her sighs, and her body responds with subtle shifts and tremors.
My mouth moves lower, kissing her ribs and stomach, while her hands skillfully unbutton her jeans, sliding them down her hips, along with her panties.
She’s bare now, her legs parting as I settle between them, my breath ghosting over her clit. Her pussy is already slick and glistening, and I part them with my fingers.
“Such a pretty pussy, baby,” I breathe, dipping my head as my tongue flicks out to taste her.
She gasps, her hips lifting, and I steady her with my hand on her thigh while the other spreads her wider.
I lick her slowly, long strokes from her entrance to her clit, savoring her tangy sweetness as I focus on her sensitive clit, circling it with the flat of my tongue.
Her thighs quiver around my ears, her moans growing breathier as I suck gently, alternating with flicks that make her buck.
“Reed, shit!”
I hum against her, the vibration drawing a whimper as I slide two fingers inside her, curling them to stroke that inner spot while my mouth works her clit relentlessly.
