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—I'm afraid, I'm afraid of not being the one for you, I'm afraid of screwing up your life and that in the end you end up hating me for screwing you up like that.
—And how would you screw it up for me?
—I don't know, killing your eyes, not being the boyfriend you want, afraid of hurting you, afraid of fracturing your feelings or giving you this shitty life that isn't full of colors like the life you had.
Caress my chest gently.
—My life has not had colors for a long time, Salvatore. The fact that I make it seem that way to you is only so as not to see myself as insufficient or weak in front of you, but in reality my life has not had colors for a long time. I think that for four months I have just been painting the events of my life and as you know, it is a difficult and time-consuming task. So you should not fear.
A few hours ago I was questioning all this, whether to do it, say it or keep quiet because I'm terrified of being hated by a person who has given me more happiness than bad times.
—You will never be weak, damn it, from the beginning you left me on the ground with my pride wounded, that's not what weak people do.
-I know; However, now I tell you the truth. My life has not been perfect, and it has not been colorful as I would like it to be, so do not be afraid because I fear that my life will never be as colorful as I have always hoped.
—This is what I have for you Emily, not the gifts or the sex, the mafia will be part of your life.
—At least it has more color than my life, they have an intense red color, and I like that color.
"Emily?"
—I don't have to be afraid of your world if it has made me stronger than life. In reality, this world, your world has me here now and not in a simple school where I was hiding from my reality or I am not in a simple apartment hiding from my ex Today I am facing my problems.
-Safe?
—I would never lie about that, about my progress and how you helped me get a little more security.
I rise, remaining seated, I take the back of her neck and put it to my mouth so I can kiss her. The drugs in my head do their thing to stop me from stupid fears, my mouth has been taken by the truth and I have asked a question without thinking when I myself was refusing to give way to my life.
But I had thought while she was being free by fulfilling each challenge, if she is free from fear, why not me?
—Yes, I do want to be your girlfriend, because soon my challenge will be to become the owner of your life.
"Not so fast," I murmur between his lips, "I want to be the owner of your life first."
—You have won, because you already are Salvatore, now shut up.
She pushes me making me fall back onto the bed, she puts the bracelet on her right wrist and reaches for my cock. She starts to masturbate me, she makes me like a rock for her. I let him touch me, use me and do whatever he wants with me. She positions herself to penetrate herself.
—I told you that I was the one who was going to fuck you, to finish and sleep.
—Well, keep in mind that you are going to sleep with my cock stuck in your pussy.
—That's what I also want.
She impales herself on my cock, again the crown of my penis appears on her skin, she moves impressed at her own pace. I hold his hips and let myself go. He makes a swing with his hips that drives me crazy, they annihilate me in a matter of seconds. I don't know how long it takes until I'm already cumming inside her, feeling how she takes every bit of air from me.
We both ended up sideways on the bed, her pussy dripping with both of our juices. I hug her back, wrap my arms around her, and kiss her bare shoulder.
—Happy birthday,princess.
—Thank you, it was the best after many years.
—I know, now everyone goes to sleep.
I take my cock in my hands, direct it to her vulva, she trembles when I rub against her. I stop the torture and dig into his channel to stay still for quite some time. He doesn't move, he just breathes to my rhythm, letting sleep come at some point and overcome us both.
I had done it, I had asked it without hesitation because something inside me spoke without my permission, it was done and although this did not mean that I was the owner of my entire life and my world, it was something.
