- He wanted me to continue living here after you left?
- I'm not talking about it. I'm just saying, if you are fumbling in the arrangement, also let you in the house of Binz.
- I'm quietly. - He raised his hands, rendered - If you let me help you up the stairs.
- I'll beat you! - I told - I'm serious! If you touch me, you pick! I'm perfectly capable of doing any thing alone.
- Yeah ... but it is unattended ... who knows ... after a while you do something absurd like ... climb on the roof - laughed - to watch me masturbate.
- I'd rather see this kind of near thing, now, thank you.
He laughed, looking around.
I knew he was thinking the same as me.
That house meant a lot to us.
It meant a lifetime.
- Where is Euler? - I noticed the absence of leaps and barks.
- Out there. By the way ... he found a very lovely mud puddle. Any chance you put a white shirt with no bra and go there to give her a bath.
- For you throw me in the pool? - Kissed my mouth - or Delilah Jones said it is too dangerous?
- Let's avoid falls in general. - Decided the selinho multiplied and was muttering words on our lips glued.
- You and these books ... Gregory, I swear they just get in the way.
- Delilah Jones knows things.
- Delilah Jones does not even have children!
- But she is a psychologist and works with children.
- You are ridiculous. - I noticed.
- I do not care. Leave my books alone. - He stuck his tongue in my mouth.
- How was the trial? The verdict came out?
- Exited. maximum penalty. Zahner was there. I think he still feels a little guilty for not having arrived in time that night.
- As if I needed men. - I joked, arrogant.
- One day will still have to tell me how you got that gun.
- I told you! It was a gift from a friend.
- Hmhum ... know ...
- And I just shot in the leg.
- In the belly, Dom.
- I aimed for his leg.
- It was lucky to have hit him.
- Sure, you ingrate.
I wrapped my hip with one arm.
- Thank you my love. - Squeezed my ass bastard.
- You're welcome. - Repeat - And Eleanor?
- The sentence must leave it until next week.
- Her lawyers made miracle.
- IT IS. Made. But you know she will not go free, is not it?
- Know. You and Zahner took care of it.
- And her money over. - He smiled.
- You did not need the Zahner to take care of that part.
- Not even a bit. Now, let me help you up the stairs.
-. No I will not go up. - I walked quickly into the kitchen and he followed me.
- I'll take you to climb.
- You really want to take, is not it? - I pointed the knife at him, before grabbing a piece of toast and jam. Gregory was laughing. - What's it?
- Do not you remember the party? - She grabbed my wrist with the knife to keep the gun away from you - you murdered cheese and threatened me with the knife.
- I did not do this.
- Made Yes! I was jealous of Merryl. - Kissed my neck, just below the ear. At that point where the minimum hot breath is capable of triggering an endless shudder - of all people! - He laughed - Jealous of Merryl.
- I was so jealous as well.
- I caused until I fuck you in the middle of the party. - Slid his palm over my ass - Right there. - Pointed to the spot tucked precariously on the side of the kitchen. - And you tell me that was not jealous.
- I enjoy these risky situations - shrugged - was not because of jealousy.
- Hmhum ... - he shook his head in disbelief.
- And you were jealous of the Hill.
- Truth. - She said once - See how easy it is to take?
I was biting my chin and caressing his private parts in my body.
- He was so excited he fucked me on the stairs without even closing the front door.
Greg released me and squinted.
- I do not think it was this time.
- What time?
- The time the party was not one of the times we had sex on the stairs.
- No? - Now I was squinting too, looking in the confines of my memory.
- I think not. - Scratched his boat - I think that was another time.
- The day we went to see his mother! - I snapped my fingers on my forehead - What I sucked you in the restaurant. - I left the knife in the sink and he followed me back to the room.
- That! It was this time!
He wrapped around my waist and smiled.
Gregory had a beautiful smile. Eternally young. As if any concern or problem in the world could escape the mere presence of your smile. He smiled and I was sure I was in love. There was normal admire both a mere curve on the lips of a person.
But it was his joy. Your happiness. No matter how tiny it was ... she was able to leave me alone.
- Do you think we already had sex everywhere this house, Thoen?
- I do not know ... I have to find out. - I teased.
- Great idea. - Doubled over, keeping me locked in embrace.
- Want to try the new stairs?
-. There Delilah Jones said ...
- ... stairs are dangerous. Yeah, yeah.
Gregory took my mouth and led me to the couch. In the same place where we fought for a piece of pizza. I undressed her where I had rubbed up against his groin to win a game of street fighter.
He whispered vows of love and exciting obscenities as we climb the stairs, doing the reverse of the way I did, in despair when I saw him with another woman and found that it was, in fact, in love with him. The difference is that now I had to me. No games, questions and secrets.
Holt nibbled my lips, whispering with his voice hoarse with pleasure all he wanted to do with me and that night, as in all others he touched me, I felt moisten at an impressive speed.
He placed me gently on the bed where he took care of me when I got injured. It seemed to have remembered the same time as me, because kissed my arm ... the fist that had hurt and then my foot. I laughed, having fun with our sync and he took advantage of my naked breasts.
Holt kissed me and made love to me in the same place where he had said he loved me.
Let him have me, noting, perhaps for the first time, I did not feel alone anymore.
Greg was with me.
In our bed.
In our lives.
Wow.
I did not feel alone.
And in your smile I could see that he would not allow me to feel that way ever again.
Epilogue
- Linda's Dad! - Hummed softly, cradling my daughter, wrapped in her red blanket - Shh, shh ... - she moved fighting sleep and I kissed her hair, still few, inspiring her smell - can not pull daddy's genes, heard ? Yeah, Mandy ... can not ... - shook his head, smiling, watching it open and close the heavy-lidded eyes - has to pull the genes of her aunt and her mother. IT IS! You have to do this! - Whispered - Near them, his dad is a fool. A large boboca ...
- A loose.
Laura kissed my neck, hugging me from behind.
- Loose! - I smile - but only those who called Dad so is Mom. It has a complicated effect. - I kept swinging my little slowly.
- She's a baby, Holt! Stop your indecencies! - He laughed, delicious, in my neck.
- It Thoen, now, remember? - I turned the side of his face to kiss her cheek.
- Oh, excuse me, sir Thoen. - Exaggerated.
I left my side of face, my nose scraping his cheek and feeling its smell. With Amanda on my lap, the slow dance from one side to the other. Lazily in the darkened room.
Laura dropped his hands down my bare chest to scrape your fingers into the waistband of the long pajama pants I was wearing. I squeezed my ass, nibbling my shoulder.
- Control yourself, I'm holding
a baby. - Recriminei, underhanded - Santa has to be very careful. - I whispered to Mandy - Because Mom is very naughty! She is yes! A very naughty girl!
I was sure that Don was rolling his eyes, behind me. But I kept having fun at your expense.
- She can not bear to keep hands away from Dad's ass.
- Speaking of ass ... Continue this game and never eat mine.
- Dad is quietly. - I whispered to my baby - Santa already shut up. Who is this something? Who? It's Dad. No, ma'am.
Laura put his hands in his mouth to stifle his laughter. I hugged her again, kissed the bottom of my neck. I felt so loved when she did it.
In fact ... I felt loved all the time. But when she hugged me tightly and kissed me like that of your family so I melted. I turned to kiss her but she had her lips on the front of my shoulder. Outlining my new tattoo.
One that I did in because of it. Not that it was amazing ... she was the cause of nearly all things in my life.
He kissed the inscription of dark lyrics and then my mouth.
Amanda put in the crib and spent myself finger along the lines of my tattoo.
"Today".
Today.
That's what I needed.
I needed to be happy today.
I needed to face my doubts and my problems today.
I needed to take care of my family today.
I needed to live my life today.
Sun was on the bedroom door and I allowed myself to admire its beauty. Supported at the door, smiling at me.
My wife.
My Laura.
My heart pounded in a special way when she was around.
And even when I had the idea of getting a tattoo to complete the "one day" she had in her neck, I knew ... I knew that my "today" meant "forever."
It was there, at the door, smiling at me. And I would be happy forever.
At his side, I always would face my doubts and my problems. I always solve.
I always take care of my family.
I always live my life.
I always loved her.
I love today.
I will always love you.
My sun.
Of course, despite that certainty today, I did not think it would happen. I did not think that Tyler and Hyatt would become best friends. Hyatt that would help you with friends and girls and Ty would help you with arithmetic and their first job. I did not imagine that they would be companions for life.
I had no idea that Tyler was going to be a renowned astrophysicist, winning awards and the first of Thoen, of Holt and even of Baxter to go to space.
I did not think Hyatt would work hard to become a judge. And that would be a worthy and decent man.
I did not realize that Amanda was going to be a doctor. I would pursue a career in Doctors Without Borders and marry a UN official, in an almost prophetic destiny. And always with the support of his family.
I did not imagine that I and Laura would still have two other children. One as Mandy and Ty. And another that it was conceived in another mother's belly and the other parent, as Hyatt. But it ended up being our still.
I did not realize that Andy and Rick were getting married, although Dom always be sure of that and we would be invited to be godparents of her first child.
I never imagined that life at home and surrounded by grandchildren would make the health of my mother improved so as to make her leave the wheelchair and back to work. I did not think she was going to meet a distinguished gentleman in one of the charitable foundations that worked and they would remarry. Definitely I did not think I'd get jealous and Laura would need to give me his famous tapas on the forehead when I exaggerate.
I did not imagine that our children would grow up and leave home as fast.
I did not think I and Dom were going to grow old in that same house where everything had started so long ago.
Not imagine how it would be the first time that I carry my first grandchild in her lap.
No idea how it would take Amanda to the altar.
I never imagined it would be like to sleep and wake up next to the same woman every day. Saying "I love you" every day. And to be perfectly true, every day.
Not imagine how my gift would be even more beautiful with wrinkles and expression lines I saw they graduate. I knew and admired him as anyone else in the world.
I did not think he would lie down beside her on the last night of our lives. I never imagined that she would die first, because she was always so: decided. And I would follow immediately, because he had forgotten how to live without it.
I did not think die hand in hand as we live a lifetime.
Today, I did not think anything of it.
Today, I just looked back. He looked at the boy who blackmailed his coworker and decided that he loved her after just four weeks. I wanted to hug that boy, smile and tell him "hey ... you do not have a clue how much will still love this woman."
It was because of her that I matured and became a man that I could be proud of.
Because of her, I forgave my mother and created decent children. I had a family.
It was because of her that I had peace.
She had been a prerequisite of my entire life.
It was only possible with Dom to me.
I know she was the reason for my complete happiness.
Today, and every day of my life.
The best sex
- Holt, you need to calm down. The boys will be fine.
- It is the first time we let them alone for so long, Dom, I'll just send a quick message to.
- Andy's there. Rick, Shelby, to the Madeleine. - I laughed at his agony - Your mother is with them. Two nannies and security. They'll be fine!
- Amanda is very small. What does this tell me? Abandoning my newborn daughter so? - Moaned.
I knew his problem was traumas of the past.
- Greg. - I held her face in my hands - You did not abandon Ty.
- Abandoned. - Sizzled - know I left. And I abandoned Hyatt too. I do not want to do it again.
I opened the curtains to see the beaches of Cancun stretching sunny several floors below us.
- It's all right. - I exhaled in mock frustration - I thought we were going to spend a good week naked up here or wet down there. But if you'll be rehashing past trauma, we better not unpack and ...
- New Account as is the plan? - He pulled me by the arm.
- The mood was improved? - I teased.
- You promise I'm not abandoning her?
- Is not. - Promised solemnly.
- So, I agree with your plan. - I bit my mouth and I knew we were going to be late for the tour.
**********
Sitting with his back against Greg, wind bagunçava my hair as the boat moved quickly. He took off his shirt and I found it better to be alone in a bikini or the sun would mark me unpleasantly.
The guide took us through the trails and rocks to the entrance at the top of the cave. The wide opening in the cave roof offered enough space for the light to enter and visitors descend abseiling, one at a time. Downstairs, a combination of rocks formed a natural sculpture in a pond of clear, pure water.
- I think I'm getting old for this. - Complained when the guide helped tie the Rapel strings.
I bit my smile after kissing her mouth.
- What's it? - He laughed.
- Remember the last time we were here in Cancun?
His eyes twinkled, nodding.
- In the city or here in this cave?
My silent smile answered for me.
Holt turned to the guide with an understated way and I knew I was paying the boy to disappear for an hour.
I wanted to go down first, since he had more practical with it than him. But Gregory insisted and I let him go ahead. Wet rocks slid under my feet and I immediately regretted not having brought non-slip shoes like that Greg wore. He came to help me walk and I took his hand the first buckle, releasing me from abseiling.
Gregory held my hand on the buckle
tightly, preventing me to free myself and I blinked at him, not understanding his intentions. His hand sought the support and he pulled the rope attached to the straps on my thighs making me rise, hovering centimeters from the ground.
- What happened? - I asked concerned, looking around.
His hand on my throat, his hand on my bikini panties.
Ah ...
- Will not even wait for me to come down? - I laugh.
Holt crouched in front of me, resting one knee on the stone and stuck my mouth.
An interesting thing happens when sexual contact is too received unexpectedly. As if his body woke up in a second realizing that was late to the party and running to keep up. An electricity runs through her nerve endings as her vagina contracts and soaks in a remarkable speed.
The Holt was saliva on my skin, mingling with my wetness that grew and grew. He sucked, letting out the typical noise of a mouth filled with juice, a low snap that guaranteed me that he was as hungry as I was wet and that made me press her thighs against her head, scraping his heels on his back.
The suspended rappelling formed an impromptu sexual sheet and strips began to burn on my thigh when the hands of Gregory found my ass and threw her head back, feeling that pleasure hit that makes you lose consciousness.
I felt my clit rolling on his tongue. I closed my eyes. My intention was to sigh, but a delicious moan escaped and then I could not stop. I panted, trembling, feeling my ass contracted, trying to push against that language that had me, but without any support to worth my will.
- Take it off. - Gregory raised, hoarse insanity, ripping the top of my bikini and playing in small lake around us. Mamou in one of my breasts, before returning to stick between my legs. His long licks made it clear that he was experiencing me. It was not even oral sex to my delight, it was food for his pleasure. I held my head up the ropes for support and let him eat me.
His hands shook my breasts when he returned to his feet, kissing me. I loved feeling my taste in his mouth. That exchange that made me feel as if our bodies had melted beyond sex and were always to take a piece from each other.
I heard the slap popping in my ass before you feel the burning.
- Why so much violence, Holt? - I laughed in his mouth and bit me Greg.
- You have no idea. - He sighed urgently. It was as if he had been possessed by the ghost stalker side in the cave. There was insanity in his gestures and looks - no idea how many times I remembered that moment. - Sucked my chest again - and I you here - scraped his teeth on my skin - You fucking wet that that tiny bikini ... coming out of the pool to get drinks and the will that I was playing you in the first lounge chair and he found eat your ass, right in the middle of the hotel.
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