Recap
"Then give me my treat and don't remember it. Stay with me here. Just this moment."
He slowly led me to his shaft, hard and needy; I could feel it. Then I gave him his treat, and he gasped for air from excitement.
"Yes, that's it."
His weight shifted, not heavy, but grounding. Anchoring. As he moved, the rhythm we found was as old as the stars—slow, deliberate, and full of everything we'd never said.
Just then,
My hands roamed over his back, my legs curled around him, and together we lost ourselves. The world fell away. There was no mansion, no secrets, and no ghosts in the dark. Just us—flesh, heart, and breath tangled in the night.
When it was over, he didn't let go. He pressed his lips against my forehead, then rested his own there.
"I love you, Erica," he whispered.
"I know," I said, eyes closed, "and I love you back… more than you know."
