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After a few moments of silence, Mila kissed Cyrus’s hand back. “It is.”
“Thank you for being with me. Mila, I couldn’t, wouldn’t have done it without you. At least not right away. I was wavering on whether to give everything up, but you encouraged me to keep going. I can never repay you for your support.”
Cyrus turned his gaze to Mila’s. The look on her face took his breath away. “I love you,” he said.
A smile burst across Mila’s face. She resisted the urge to lunge at Cyrus because she didn’t want to hurt him again. “I love you too,” she responded.
Cyrus leaned forward and kissed Mila. Any signs of his cracking lip and cuts were gone. They were barely swollen. Mila let him lead the way. She trusted that he would stop when he hit his pain threshold.
Instead, he opened her mouth with his tongue, and she let it in. Their kiss deepened, and the knowledge that she could have lost Cyrus set her heartbeat into a rhythm she’d never felt.
Her body was desperate to feel his under her. She wanted to squeeze his hips with her knees and ride him into eternal bliss.
Cyrus pulled Mila closer to him. He held her back with one hand, and his other fingers sank down the front of her pants. His fingers traced through her manicured hair, and he crooked his finger in between her lips.
Mila gasped as Cyrus massaged her clit. The sensation rippled through her center and over her legs. She moaned into Cyrus’s mouth. She widened her legs so his fingers could roam around between her wet lips without clenching anything.
She wanted to be open to him in every way.
Cyrus’s finger skated over the smooth, wet skin between her swollen pussy lips, and he slid them into her opening. A shock of pleasure rocked her body, and she gyrated over his fingers.
His other hand released Mila’s back and quickly moved to unbutton her pants. He unzipped them and pushed them to her knees.
Then, he used his free hand to rip the shirt open, exposing her breasts to the room.
Mila continued to move on top of Cyrus’s fingers until the pressure tore through her body. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out. They were in close quarters and didn’t want to alert any scientists to their lovemaking.
Mila collapsed and gripped the table’s edge as the pulsing ecstasy slowed.
She gave Cyrus a wicked eye. “How’s your back?”
Cyrus lay on the bunk. “I’m okay enough for you to have your way with me.” He said with a wink.
Mila laughed. She pushed the top bunk back into the wall and helped Cyrus get out of his pants. His dick was long, hard, and ready to slip into Mila’s canal.
Mila licked her lips. It was beautiful.
Mila didn’t wait for another second.
She threw her leg over Cyrus and slid down his shaft without another word. She placed her hand on his mouth in an effort to keep him silent. Cyrus got the note, but Mila enjoyed seeing him struggle against the pleasure.
It seemed he wanted to shout out to the world how wonderful their sex was. Mila was not that adventurous.
But, seeing Cyrus struggle, Mila only rode his cock harder. She pumped her legs, moving her up and down Cyrus’s thick rod, and soon had him quivering underneath her.
The walls of Mila’s vagina compressed Cyrus’s dick and released a thrilling climax through her entire being.
Her arms and legs went limp. They tingled with lingering pleasure as Cyrus finished after two more rocks of Mila’s hips.
Cyrus’s dick twitched and throbbed as the warm liquid shot inside her.
Mila collapsed on top of Cyrus, and they fell asleep before either could move.
TWENTY-TWO
CYRUS
Ashland had never felt like home. He lived there and grew up there. But it was empty.
