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Story: Beautiful Lie

“Give up? It's not about giving up, it's about holding onto what I have.” Her thumb brushed the curve of my jaw, eyes soft and gentle as if she could see through my hardened shell. “But I'm holding on tight, Birch. I'm not ready to lose this, I can't just give up on what I feel. I won't give up on you, or on us.”

That was all I needed to hear. I had to hear her say she wasn't leaving me. I had to know that everything between us was worth the fight for her too. Because I was going to fight to keep her. Without both of us working to save it, we wouldn't stand a chance.

Love needed to be felt on both sides, otherwise it was a strong wind blowing away the world. I couldn't lose my world.

Pushing up her bra, I licked her nipples, suckling them hard. Cyprus moaned, pressing her tits harder into my face. Swirling my tongue around the hardened beads, I dug my fingers into her ribs.

I couldn't think straight anymore. The blood had poured from my brain and filled the aching muscle between my thighs.

All I could think about was proving my love to her and taking her body like she had taken my heart. I wanted to drive in deep, wash her soul in silky bliss, and make her forget everything she worried about.

Her past was a shattered piece of glass. But her future wasn't set in stone, it could be whole and full if she wanted it to be.

“Mm,” she cooed, her voice a whisper in my ear as I allowed myself to get lost in her.

Her hands found my neck, tearing my shirt over my head and digging into the flesh of my back. Her nails raked my spine as she rolled her head and rocked her hips beneath me.

Running my hand down between her breasts and to the hem of her pants, I popped the button, and slid the zipper down, slipping my hand inside. The diamond between her thighs was hot and wet, aching for my touch.

Flicking her panties to the side, I pressed her clit, forcing her to moan louder. It was fucking music to my ears. Every sound that spilled from her lips made my heart beat faster and cock throb harder.

I wasn't going to draw this out, I couldn't. I needed my woman.

Tearing her pants down on her legs, I ripped her panties off with a heavy growl. With nimble fingers, Cyprus tore at my jeans until they were free from my hips. Shuffling out of them, I kicked off my boxers and spread her legs open so I could climb between them.

Her eyes met mine and all I could see was the love she felt. She loved me for me, she loved me for everything we built together, and she loved me because we were meant to be.

Biting her bottom lip, she called me in with a single finger. Resting my forearms on either side of her head, she wrapped her hand around my dick and guided it into her hot center.

There was no resistance as I slipped inside her body with ease, her warm juice coating my skin and helping me along. Stilling above her, I pushed the stray curls from her face and held her eyes with mine.

“I love you, I love you so much it hurts.” Kissing her throat, I kept whispering my feelings into her ear with each thrust.

“I need you.” My hips shifted, pressing deeper.

“You're my everything.” I pulled out and drove in harder.

“Without you I'm nothing.” Like a piston I pumped and pulled, each thrust a devastating blow to her hips.

Wrapping her legs around my waist, Cyprus ground into me, rubbing her clit against my stomach and groaning with pleasure. Her body trembled as beads of sweat coated her chest and her nails scraped my skin.

I could feel the claws as they dug in, cutting me with soft scratches and turning my flesh red. Her moans grew louder and louder, her hips rocking and rubbing hard and fast. She was so close to coming and I was determined to come with her.

I wanted to share that release with her, to feel our bodies as they shook and pulsed when the orgasm reached its peak. I wanted to ride that high alongside her, just like we had for years.

Faster and faster I jerked my body, throwing my cock in with determined thrusts. I felt my balls draw up tight, and my stomach begin to tense as tingles swept through my muscles making me weak.

With one final thrust, my body stalled, and hot come spewed from my dick, filling her to the point I could tell it was dripping out. The warm liquid trickled down my shaft, dropping to the carpet.

Staring into her eyes, Cyprus lifted her head and kissed my lips. “I love you, Birch, nothing will change that.”

Smiling, I ran my fingers through her hair as I peered down on the only woman to ever make my heart skip a beat. “That's all I need. That's all I've ever needed.”

Rolling onto my side, I grabbed my shirt and passed it to her so she could wipe herself off. Our breathing was heavy and ragged, and the air was hot and thick. I could feel my knees as the sensations subsided, they were sore and tender, rubbed raw from the rug.

Twisting, I rested my hand under my head and looked down on her. “So where do we go from here?” I asked, running a finger up and down her ribs.

A thin smile spread across her cheeks as she looked off in thought. “I'm not sure. To be honest, I don't really know what to think about all of this.”