《My Angel》Part XII: Love
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A/N: Holy moly! This story just reached 1K+ votes. Thank you so much. Please know that I truly appreciate your votes and read each and every comments. You guys are awesome!
By the way, I don’t plan to drag the plot any longer. Our couple have been through so much already. This chapter would be pretty much the start of their happy ending. Thank you for being part of their journey. This is not the last chapter though. I felt happy and warm as I wrote this, hope you will too.
Anyhoo, unto the story! 😘
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He pulled me closer. I leaned in, and our lips meet.
Forth kisses me and I willingly surrendered. I kissed him back with unreserved wanton. His tongue plunged in between my lips and I let it twine into mine. I let him taste me and he let me taste him. It has been six years since that fateful kiss, until today, and it was as incredible as I can remember.
We are still huddled on the floor oblivious to the soft patter of raindrops that start to pour outside. We both seem to forget about everything and just focus on each other. Only the two of us.
“Beam…” I hear him utter my name as his fingers drove into my hair. He fisted a handful and yanked it softly to reveal my neck. He dove down and started kissing the skin right below my ear.
I gasp and tilted my head upwards giving him more access. I let him know that I craved and longed for him.
I tug at his shirt and removed it from being tucked in his pants. I crawl my hands underneath the fabric to touch his abs. He groans at the touch.
We break contact as he hastily pulled his shirt off and then started unbuttoning mine. And just like that we were back at it again. He straddled my legs to his hips making me sit on his lap. I can feel the bulge on his pants and I know he can also feel mine.
I wrapped my arms around him and ran my palms up and down his solid back. I feel his muscles ripple as he moves and bends down to kiss my neck, then suck on my throat.
I arched my body towards him. Letting him know that I yearn for his touch. His hands are warm on my bare skin, and it sends a wave of heat to the core of stomach. I let out a whine as he brushes his thumb on my nipple.
“Cold floor… Bed...” He murmured as he cupped my buttocks and lifted me.
“Hey, I’m heavy, you’re not fully healed yet.” I protested.
He just grunted and carried me anyway. I wrapped my legs on his hips, and my arms on his neck. We kissed as he took several steps and gently laid me down on the mattress. The soft and warm sheets met my bare back, overwhelming me with the familiar feeling. This was the same bed six years ago. Nothing has changed.
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Forth did not join me immediately since he was busy taking off his pants and boxers. As soons as his clothes hit the floor, he crawled into the bed and it was my turn to be undressed. Then he kneeled near my lower half, each knees on either side on my hips. I marvel at his nakedness. His erection is presented in its full glory. He is still as magnificent as ever.
He started running his hands on my chest, down to my torso, then down to my abdomen just below my belly button. He bent down to kiss me.
“You’ve grown into a fine man.” His husky voice made me shiver.
“You’ve become more beautiful than ever, Beam.” He whispers as he nibbles my ear.
“I never had anyone for a long... long time. I never wanted anyone… Only you.” He says it so sincerely I felt my eyes fill with tears.
“Me too.” I confessed. “I love you, Forth.”
“I love you.” He replies and kisses my forehead.
“I love you.” He kisses my nose.
“I love you.” He kisses my cheek.
“I can never tell you enough.” He kisses my lips.
My tears are now in freefall and I don’t care. I returned the kiss and pressed my body tightly against his. My body aches for him, I felt like I couldn’t get close enough. I strained against him, hugged him tight and pressed him hard against me. Yes, it’s been so long.
I start to whimper now. All those years. All those pent up emotions.
Forth seemed to notice my distress so he embraced me tighter and wrapped his strong arms around me to move us both in a cuddle position.
He starts giving me tiny kisses, rubbed my back and murmured soothing words.
“Beam… it’s okay.” He hummed. “My Beam… ”
We stayed like that for a while till I calmed down. The only sounds now are our breathing and the soft pitter patter of the raindrops outside. The room might be cold from the rain but the heat from within us is enough to warm our bodies and our hearts.
“I want you.” I say as I look deep in his eyes.
With that, we commenced with what we started. We kissed and touched for a long time till we satisfied our hunger and our breaths become short.
“I don’t think... I have lube or condoms.” He said.
It doesn’t matter to me. I held his hand and took his index and middle fingers in my mouth. I sucked and licked them, making sure they are wet enough, and then guided them to my hole. He never wasted time and started teasing it with his index finger.
It felt uncomfortable at first, but then he started hitting that special spot and I started writhing in pleasure. I stroked his manhood as he thrusts his finger in me. A few moments later, he added the second one, and I felt my hole stretched out and open up. I couldn’t wait any longer.
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“Forth…” I moaned his name. “Please... take me.”
Hearing the cue, he expertly maneuvered my body so I was lying on my stomach. I may have been raped and abused many years ago, but I never knew what consensual sex is like.
However, right now I am more than prepared to feel the pain and the pleasure. He spread my asscheeks and ever so slowly thrust his length on my entrance. I bit my lip. It was nothing like the two fingers before, it’s bigger and warmer and it is throbbing.
He sensed my discomfort so he dropped down and scooped my stomach to press my back against his body. He started kissing my neck and began murmuring sweet nothings to distract me from the pain as he goes deeper and deeper into me.
I felt myself envelope his length. He is groaning now. He started to thrust slowly until he started hitting that sweet spot. I gasp and then moaned. He gradually increased the pace while constantly hitting my prostate. Pain is now ultimately replaced with pure bliss. I cried a sob of pleasure.
He flipped me to lie on my back. This time he can see me and I can see him. His eyes are already half lidded. He hooked my legs to his sides and I locked my feet on his back.
He started thrusting again and I meet with him. The oncoming thrust faster than the previous. We were both speechless and almost mindless as we welcome the heat that moved through us. He stroked my length in a rhythm identical with his thrusts. We are both panting and sweating now.
I let out a loud moan as he accelerates and I arched my body, my hips meeting him.
We came together. I reached for his face and we kiss fiercely as we rode out our orgasm.
Finally. We made love.
We took some time to steady our breaths. Forth rummaged through his bedside table and found some wet wipes to clean us both.
We were both spent and exhausted, but happy, very happy. It was a long day.
We just cuddled naked, until we both finally fell asleep.
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I woke up to Beam’s soft purring, still sleeping with his head on my chest. I recalled last night’s event and felt so elated. My heart was filled with overwhelming love for him I feel like screaming.
He stirred a little but went back to sleep. It is already morning and the rain has stopped. I stroked his hair gently as I take in the details. Sunshine peeked through my window and bathing us both with warmth. He looked so beautiful, his dark hair in a glorious tumble as flecks of light reflects on it, his soft skin radiating, his sweet lips lightly exhaling tiny warm breaths. He is an angel after all.
He slowly opened his eyes.
“Good morning, my angel.” I softly kissed his forehead.
“Good morning.” he greets me with a smile.
“How do you feel?” I asked him.
“Never been better.”
He stretched and then hugged me tightly.
He propped his head on his left arm while his right touched my face.
“Are you real?” He asked.
“Yes.” I say as I caught his hand and kissed his palm.
He absentmindedly ran his fingers on my chest, then tracing the scar on my shoulder, then the one on my chest, and the one below my ribs. I got them a few years back when I fought Big Papa’s men.
“Sorry about the scar I look ugly now.”
He craned his head to kiss the one on my chest.
“I think you are perfect.” He answers.
I just stayed quiet basking on the moment.
“Forth.”
“Hmm?”
“Let’s run away.”
“What do you mean?”
“Let’s go far away, just the two of us.”
I look into his eyes, and he seems serious.
“Okay.”
He smiled. “I mean let’s take a vacation, maybe a month. I’m pretty sure the station won’t force you to report immediately.”
I chuckled. “Of course they won’t. I’m their chief.”
He smiled. “My chief.”
“How about you? Will the hospital allow you?”
“I’ll ask dad. I’m pretty sure he’s okay with it as long as we're back on my brother’s wedding.”
“Brother?”
“Yes. Wayo.”
I just nodded. “I have a lot of questions Beam. But we can talk about them later. We have all the time in the world.”
“Sure.” He smiled. “A lot has happened. Six years.”
However, I needed to ask what has been bothering me ever since.
“Beam?”
“Hmm?”
“What is your relationship with Phana?”
“P’Pha? He’s one of the few important people in my life.” I felt my throat tighten as he says the name affectionately.
“He’s one of my closest friends. We’ll there’s just two of them, him and Kit.”
“Oh, a close friend.” I say with a hint of doubt in my voice. “I saw you hugging him at the hospital, he kissed you.”
He looks at me and starts to giggle. “You’re jealous.”
I just shrugged.
“He was just comforting me that time. I saw you and P’Pring kissing.”
“Oh…”
“P’Pha is marrying Wayo.” He buries his head on my neck.
“Oh…” So that’s how it was.
“I love you.” He says as he starts kissing my neck.
“Hmm… I love you more.” I hummed as we start our day with another round of sweet lovemaking.
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