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Then we come down together and just lay there. Luca kisses me, resting on his back next to me. He looks at me, his emerald eyes full of love. I know that look. We’ve been here before. And I pray to God this time it’s for good.
Luca
We met at sixteen, both foster kids in a broken system, who finally lucked out and were placed in the home of a loving woman. The first time I walked into Mama’s house, a woman from the social services had driven me there. She was stern, but polite and professional. Assuring me, I would like it here. I scoffed, thinking she was full of it. Knowing it was going to be like every other place I’d be thrown into. Overcrowded with strangers who didn’t give a fuck about one another. I was wrong. Mama welcomed me with a warm smile I was wary of at first. And my foster siblings were different shades of cool, fun, nice, pains in my ass… and there was Allie.
It truly was love at first sight. There’s no other way to describe the way I felt the first time I laid eyes on my wife. Her long braids, almond shape eyes, full mouth, the deep brown skin I longed to touch. All that ass, those long legs, the rounded breasts I didn’t know would get even more enticing. Yeah, I took one look at Alima Kane and knew I was hers. Body, mind, and soul. Irrevocably and forever.
When she caught me gawking, her hard-ass expression morphed into a cocky grin, paired with a raised eyebrow, and she asked: “can I help you?”
I barked out a laugh and advanced toward my girl. And that’s how we spent the next couple of years glued to each other.
At first, Alima wouldn’t allow anything but my friendship. Then she started letting me wrap my arms around her, claiming it was only because she was cold. I snuck my way under her skin. Took the time to get to know her and to open myself to her. Loving her beautiful laugh, reveling in our animated conversations, anchoring myself in our growing bond. Till it became clear who we were to each other. It’s funny how we never had that conversation. The request for her to become my girlfriend. I don’t know that we ever truly dated, even. It seems to me, we naturally grew from best friends to best friends who loved each other romantically and wanted to spend their lives together. I asked her to marry me down on one knee, in front of all our loved ones, with a crappy silver ring. And now the circle is complete. I’ve returned home and claimed my bride.
Epilogue
“Hello, wife,” my husband rumbles in the crook of my neck.
Luca’s large hands run over the fluid fabric of my summer dress to sneak under the hem and land on my thighs. He caresses my curves, kneading at my full flesh. He lifts me, crossing my legs around his waist, and sets me against the industrial washer of Mama’s laundry room.
“Luca…” I breathe out. “What are you doing, baby? They’re gonna hear us, love,” I end breathlessly, just before he crashes his mouth to mine, smothering my voice with his lips and tongue.
Mama sent me down here to grab a couple of rolls of paper towels from the neatly stocked laundry room cabinets. She’s so happy and proud of the newly renovated foster center. She sends us on random errands every chance she gets. And our weekly family lunch is no exception. But Luca followed me down here, and now we’re going to return to a room full of our loved ones with freshly fucked looks.Damn this man!
Luca zips down his fly and lowers his boxer in one swift move. He pushes the hem of my lacy panties aside and, fisting himself, begins parting my wet folds with the slick head of his cock. His forehead resting on mine, our gazes locked in the quasi-darkness, our breaths mingle through our parted lips. Our erotic noises filling the quiet space. The ruffle of clothes, the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh and muffled, panted moans of pleasure. When Luca pushes into me, I bite on my bottom lip to hold in my cry and dig my nails into his broad shoulders. He thrusts into me in long, slow, maddening pushes that stretch me, make me clench and cream all over his deliciously long and thick cock. It’s still amazing, always new. Constantly changing. Just like our first time in the plain hotel room, Luca had saved money to rent us on our wedding night. Or when we first got back together. Every time in between, past and present. Our bodies know each other so well.
When we start making items drop from the shelves, Luca lifts me and plants my ass at the edge of the machine. I hold on to him with all four limbs and he pushes into me in short, deep, powerful plunges that light up stars behind my eyes. When I begin whimpering, he flattens a hand over my mouth and shoves his face into the crook of my neck. Sucking, licking and biting my tender flesh.Fuck, now I’m gonna have bite marks on top of bed hair and glossy eyes.I think vaguely, but when Luca rams into me balls deep once more and holds himself there. I ripple and contract around him, sucking him off with my pussy, my orgasm triggering his own. I shake and moan in his arms, and he jerks against me. So big, so strong, so beautiful.
We stay like that for a long moment. Entirely wrapped up in each other. Clothes half-off, eyes dazed, lips kiss-swollen, my hair a mess. The scent of our lovemaking filling the air. At last, Luca sets me on my feet and opens a pack of paper towels to clean us both. We straighten up as much as we can, then walk out of the laundry room with knowing smiles, beyond satisfied bodies, and hearts filled with the certainty of our endless love.
