She sensed my inclination and lowered her left breast into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it tightly, inhaling her exquisite scent, and the smoothness of her soft, enlightening aura. My head was beginning to spin, and as I closed my eyes I sensed myself being lifted upwards by some feeling that I’d never known before. It was mildly frightening for a moment, but I went with it and let whatever happen go.
I was about to come. I sensed it almost too late. It had been growing, the sensation rising up inside of me for a while now, and then when it suddenly decided it was the right time it came out of nowhere.
“Shit!” I groaned as all of my muscles tensed and I released every drop of my salty seed into Libby’s hot, wet body.
“Give it to me!” Libby squealed as she began bucking like she’d just been bitten by some exotic wasp that was causing her to convulse with pain.
But she was definitely experiencing the height of human bliss and pleasure. I could easily see that.
“I’m going to come; I’m going…to…come...!” Libby gasped.
And then her body froze for a minute, shaking, and throbbing almost violently with the spasm of her climax.
I reached up and grabbed her beautiful hair, getting a good handful, so I could hold her in place while I continued to fuck her hard from below, even as my own orgasm was drawing its conclusion and my body resisted the extra sensation. I wanted her to have it all and to feel as much as she possibly could.
“Wow…” Libby whispered as her body dropped on top of mine. I held her tightly against me, kissed her, caressed her, and enjoyed her glistening afterglow. The scent in the air of our two bodies mingling together in ecstasy was refreshing.
“I love you,” I said, whispering gently in her ear.
Libby looked up at me and kissed me. “Oh, I love you. I love you so much.”
As we drifted off to sleep, my thoughts swirled around in my head, some of them confusing, some of them scary, but none of them as clear as what had just happened between Libby and I. Our lives would not be the same from now on. Going forward our paths would be together and it was difficult to say with any degree of certainty where we would end up.
But I knew without a doubt that we would be together. We were both getting that second chance at love that only really seemed to happen in the movies. Thinking back to how it had all come about, I marveled at the intricacies of it. If Libby hadn’t been in trouble, would I still be that nervous guy who wanted to talk to her but couldn’t? Would she still be so closed off to the chance of being with the rich, superstar guy that had tabloid rumors swirling around about who he actually was?
Life was so damn funny sometimes. I often thought of how things came to be and how everything just built upon itself. What happened in most of our lives came by because our past experiences built upon themselves and drew new experiences into us. Nothing was ever really as random as we all loved to make it out to be.
And I loved that, the idea of it all. Even the bad things that orbited our little worlds—they all had some silver lining to them. And even though we couldn’t see the light because of the darkness, just knowing it was out there, was enough to see us through.
But sometimes it was all too easy to forget that those linings were there. When that happened we succumbed to the darkness and we became victims.
Libby and I were no longer victims.
CHAPTER 22
Libby
“Great job, Toby,” I said.
He looked at me with a huge smile and then clapped wildly, very proud of himself. We’d just gone over numbers and he’d learned to count to twenty-five all by himself. Toby was such a precocious child and to see him so proud of himself for achieving something he’d worked hard for made all of the hard work all worth it. Actually, for me working with children had never felt like work, since I loved it so much. It was a real calling for me, and whether or not I was amazing at it was open to opinion, but the kids seemed to enjoy my work.
And I definitely enjoyed theirs.
Toby ran to me and gave me a big hug. “I did it!”
I hugged him back. “Yes, you did! Way to go!”
“Can I watch some TV now?” Toby asked.
“Sure,” I said.
I turned on the television and brought up Dinotrux (Toby’s favorite) and he sat down in front of it to tune out the rest of the world. He’d worked hard the past few hours and it was time for a break, both for him and me. I was a bit tired today, and lonely… was that right? How I would describe it? Sure, I was lonely.