Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 73846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
His words nearly made me blow, but I somehow held it together. He pulled out of me, leaving me desperate to get him back inside, filling me to the brim. I couldn’t get enough of him, have him deep enough in me.
Ryan grabbed his light brown shirt and laid it open on the grass, next to the pond. I hopped off the bench, my entire body function like a live wire, ready to blow at any moment.
“Right there,” he said, guiding me down onto the ground. I looked up at the sexiest fucking man alive, all glistening with sweat and sunshine, blondish-brown hair shining like gold, enhanced by the cocky grin and half-lidded eyes. His chest was flushed a bright pink, the color creeping down past his pebbled nipples.
He grabbed my legs and lifted me, opening me to him. I rested my head on the soft ground, looking up into Ryan’s eyes as he buried himself inside me with one long stroke. I couldn’t even gasp, the sound caught in my throat behind a boulder of bliss.
He started to fuck me, hard, rocking into me, driven with the intense pleasure that coursed through us both.
My eyes rolled back. I’d become possessed. My brain could only form one single, simple thought: love. I loved this. I loved having Ryan inside of me. I loved having him this close to me, fucking me with both his arms caging me like muscular pillars.
“Yes, yes! Oh, Ryan, I love you.”
It came from my lips as my orgasm tore through me like a meteor knocking out all existing life on earth. I couldn’t even fight it or hide it. The words were as obvious and real as the sticky, warm come running down my chest and belly.
Ryan leaned down, cock slowly sliding in and out of my quivering hole. His lips came to mine, and he said the words right back. “I love you, Eli, so fucking much.” And he thrust one last time, sinking himself balls-deep inside me and unloading, filling me up with his seed. His head fell down to the crook of my neck, his teeth nipping against my skin.
And he said it again. “I love you.” And again and again. A song with lyrics I wanted branded against my skin. Again and again.
I said it back, kissing him, feeling as if the ground itself gave way and was replaced by a fluffy field of clouds. We were floating above it all, every single problem and worry and anxiety I had in my life, all gone with those three simple words.
I kissed him soft and slow as he pulled out of me. My body, spent and drained, still burned for him. I rolled onto my side and put an arm across his chest, rising and falling at a rapid rate as he caught his breath. He looked up at the sky with a drunken smile on his face. I wanted to memorize every single curve and line of those lips, and those strong cheekbones and star-bright eyes. This was one of those moments in life that I wanted encapsulated in amber to last beyond lifetimes.
There, on a cloudless summer day, I finally felt the warmth of sunshine against my skin—truly felt it. Allowed myself to feel it. I soaked it in, the same way I soaked in this moment. And the smile on my face was as genuine as the intense glow of love that flooded my heart.
“That was… wow.” I’d been left speechless.
“Everything?”
“Everything and more. That was fucking… divine. I thought I was legit going to die. Like my heart was going to give out with my orgasm. How insanely embarrassing would that be?”
Ryan laughed, the sound mixing with the gentle tap tap tap of a nearby woodpecker.
I kissed his neck, speaking against his skin. “And, well, I didn’t mean to confess my love so soon after making things official, but I also didn’t not mean to confess my love so soon after making things official.”
More laughter, coming so easily from the both of us. That’s what I loved about Ryan. Life came so easy when he was around. At first, his optimism and unwavering positivity grated my grumpy little nerves. I was used to brushing off all the bullshit by simply expecting it, but damn did that make for a pretty miserable way of life.
I didn’t want that anymore. I wanted to try and see things how Ryan did. What would be the worst that could happen? I’d live a happy and fulfilled life until something shitty came my way, and then I’d just deal with it then.
Yeah, that didn’t sound so bad.
Ride the wreck out.
“You truly are Sunshine Divine,” I said, recalling that first night I’d put Ryan in drag. It felt like so long ago, like I’d lived about a dozen different lives between now and then. And in each of those lives, I had fallen more and more in love with the man lying next to me. “You bring the sunshine to my life, pushing away all the rainclouds that always followed me around… and holllllly shit does that sound corny, but I’m standing by it.”