Epilogue
Isank to my knees in front of Theo.
He towered above me, his sculpted body completely nude and on full display for my thirsty eyes.
His thick cock begged for my attention. It begged like I’d once begged. Always wanting. Always needing more. Never satisfied.
Since Theo and I had been together, everything had changed, but only in the best of ways.
Now, I was fulfilled. Now that I had what I wanted, whenever I wanted it, that aching, annoying search for satisfaction had lifted.
Now, it was Theo’s cock that was spoiled.
Because I’d found the greatest pleasure of my life in giving.
All my life, I’d been the one taking, taking, taking. Searching for love anywhere and everywhere. I never knew that I’d find it in pouring myself out to someone else.
The love I felt for Theo ran so deep it filled my own well of emptiness.
Sure, I took all the pleasure he gave me, too. Greedily, hungrily. But it was different now. I loved it because I saw how much he loved it. I understood that because I felt that same pleasure in giving.
It was a sensual circle of reciprocity.
The love was found in the generosity.
My mouth surrounded his velvety cock. The gasp of pleasure that escaped his mouth was like a healing salve on my soul. My tongue swirled around the head, giving special attention to the one tiny spot that I’d discovered held the most nerve endings. I loved that I could predict the sound that would escape from his mouth each time I hit that one spot.
I moaned as he cried out, his pleasure bringing me pleasure. My mouth traveled down his hot and throbbing shaft increasing the pressure with every sweetly delicious inch.
“Oh, Ev, baby,” he cried out, his hand sinking into my hair. I gripped his shaft, my fingers working in rhythm with my lips and tongue to give him the feelings that I knew that he loved so much.
His cock twitched and throbbed in my mouth, swelling and trembling, his moans echoing through the temple. His sacred release exploded on my tongue, hot warmth flooded my mouth, the taste of his bliss nourishing our love like water nurturing a flower seed.
I stood up, my lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. The darkness of our souls met with the light that had always pulsed between us, making us whole again, together.