The Fake Girlfriend Rules

He's the sun to my earth. The moon to my ocean. The air to my fire. To think I might not be here if life hadn't forced us together in such a way. I'm forever grateful to the powers above that helped us come together.

My pussy throbs as a second orgasm threatens to tear me apart inside. My toes curl in my heels and my heart is beating like a caged bird inside my chest. Every inch of my body tenses and tightens, my belly tumbling and twisting like corded rope.

I rake my fingers through his hair, grabbing fistfuls and tugging at his roots as the orgasm steals me away. My mouth falls open, and colors burst behind my lids in bright florescent explosions. Yellow, blue, green, and orange fire off in succession one after the other.

Doug grunts and growls, his entire body going stiff. His cock jumps inside my body, pulsing like a second heartbeat. Over and over it throbs as he comes deep in my heat. His back straightens, chest expanding as his eyes steady on my face. He's shaking. I can feel the subtle tremble as it passes from his hands to my hips.

We stay like this, our bodies connected, our pulses and breathing matching each other. We're both inhaling and exhaling so quickly, the windows fog up and the air around us gets hot and thick.

“I love you,” he finally says between breaths.

“I love you too,” I say, softly fixing his messed up hair with my fingers. “I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have found you.”

Doug falls forward and rests his head against my chest. “Your heart is racing.”

“That's what you do to me. You make me feel alive.”

He tilts his head and looks up at me. “You are my life, Lyllian. You always were.”

“This is just the beginning, Doug, we still have our entire lives ahead of us.”

He adjusts my dress and fixes his pants. Sitting down next to me, he helps fix the flowers in my hair and re-pin them in place. He does all of this with the most handsome smile on his face.

This is true love. Love is more than just words. It's more than just kisses and hugs and sex.

Love is fixing your wife's dress when it's not right. It's doing your best to adjust and straighten her hair. Love is going out of your way to help because you want to, not because you need to. Love is what we've always shared even when we didn't know it.

And now we get to share what we've always had. An endless, limitless feeling that knows no boundaries. Where we're going, walls aren't necessary.

Because we have each other to lean on.

That's what true love is.