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Epilogue
Enrico
Threemonthslater
A blindfold rests over my eyes and Fernando guides me forward. “Almost there,” he says, his words tickling my ear.
“You know I hate surprises.” Well, mostly. The ones he's been leaving around my office have made me change my mind a little. A few months ago, I asked him what would happen if one day he woke up and didn't love me anymore. I've gotten too used to finally being told those words, and I'm now scared of having them taken away.
It's stupid. For years I've hidden my insecurities, and it was easier to do when I had less to lose. Instead of making me feel shameful and idiotic about it, he placed poems about declarations of love everywhere he knew I'd look. Stumbling upon them had my heart beating faster and made it easier for me to push through each day. “Love is More Thicker Than Forget” by E.E. Cummings showed up in my pocket, “Love is a Fire That Burns Unseen” by Luís de Camões appeared in my notebook, “How do I Love Thee” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning was found in my underwear drawer, and a few others were in different places of my office.
“Not this one,” he reassures me, spinning my body around. “You can remove the tie now.”
Yanking the silk material down to my neck, I’m shocked as I take in the breathtaking view around me. Behind Fernando's cabin is a makeshift beach. Sand circles an in-ground swimming pool with a wading area. Lawn chairs rest in front of the water underneath red umbrellas, and I couldn't ask for a more perfect gift.
“Happy birthday,pequeño.I know I've said once I can’t give you the world but I'll try to give you every part of it I can, starting with your own beach.”
My heart dances and I kick off my shoes, burying my feet in the sand. “It's perfect.”
Stepping behind me, he kisses my shoulder and neck. “This way you don't have to drive so far to find your peace.”
Turning around, I press my lips to his and link our fingers together. “I haven't had to in a long time.” I rub my nose over his, and I inhale deeply. “Thank you for my gift. I can't wait to lie out on the sand with you.”
“I have one more surprise for you,” he breathes against my lips.
“Oh yeah? Where is it? In here?” I say, tugging at the front of his pants.
Laughing, he shoves my hand away. “No. We're standing on them.”
My feet wiggle in the sand and I stare down at the soft brown grains before glancing back at him. “Them?”
“Dr. Peterson and the man he was working for. I had them cremated and figured we could use more sand.”
Lifting a corner of my lip, I grab his face. “You finally ended their lives for me.”
“And I brought you their remains the way I promised I would.”
My breath catches in my throat. He's always been a man of his word and yet each promise he keeps still sweeps me off my feet. Especially this one.
“I can't think of a better use for them,” I say, kissing him again. His hands fall into my hair, forcing our mouths closer together, and he lifts me by hips. “How about we spend the rest of the day making this place fully ours?”
“Okay.” I crash my mouth to his again and he lays me down where the sand and water meet, ripping my clothes off my body. His hand slides between us, and he palms my cock while thrusting his hot tongue between my lips. Shoving his hand into his back pocket, he pulls out a packet of lube and lathers his finger. One cold digit slips inside me as he lifts my hips higher. Nibbling and licking at my skin, he adds a second finger, spreading me wider.
I moan and writhe between him and the ground. Sand and water cover my body the more I thrash against it. “Please.”
“What is it,pequeño?”
“I need you inside me.”
His fingers twist inside me, plunging deeper. “How? Like this?”
I rub my head over the sand. “No. Your cock. Please fuck me.”
Pulling out a familiar ring from his pocket, he carefully slips it over my cock and balls. “Okay, precious, but you won't come until I tell you to, understand?”
“Yes,” I say between heavy panting. Freeing himself from his pants, he leaves his clothes on while he shoves his cock inside me in one thrust. I love dirtying all his suits. Leaving a piece of me behind on the fabric of each one. Our warm breath mingles as his lips hover over mine. He thrusts forward and my inner walls spread further apart around him as my hole swallows him down. Finding my sweet spot, his tip comes in contact with it repeatedly, making me want to come out of my skin.
My balls and cock swell, leaving behind a beautiful ache when I'm unable to come. My head swims and pleasure ripples inside me with nowhere to go. It's torturous and cathartic all at the same time. I hold onto him with my arms as he rocks forward, his body slamming hard against mine. His hand slips between my legs, stroking my cock and teasing my balls as his cock dives deeper. My tip's a leaking mess.
