Part 26

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I could tell I had been crying in my sleep. As I opened my eyes, I could feel some of my damp hair sticking to my cheek. Just as I was about to move the hair away, another pair of hands got there first. I opened my eyes wider trying to focus. I was still groggy from sleep. How long had I been asleep, it felt like hours. My breath stopped as I saw green eyes looking back at me lay on the pillow.

"Becky," I choked sitting up in shock, clearly to fast as the room began to spin.

"Careful," she smiled. "You have been ill, remember." Becky touched my face, moving the rest of my hair away with the softest touch. I leaned my head into her hand, just taking in this moment. Becky was here with me and my life had meaning again. "Freen," Becky's hands traced my lips with her fingertips, all I could do was cry. I had misjudged her so much. I didn't deserve the love I could see in her eyes. "Please don't cry, love," she smiled. "The cottage isn't that bad is it?" She teased.

"It's breath-taking," I moved my hand to touch her face. I needed to be sure she was real. "Becky, I'm sorry if I had known . . . ."

"Freen, it's okay." Becky cooed, pulling me against her chest. "I told you we couldn't be together, I understand that now. I was just hoping you would have waited for me, but I understand why you did it. I broke you heart, but Freen you have to understand I love you. I always will. You are my whole world. I went mad because I lost you . . . I'm so sorry we had to do this to each other." Becky's hands were now both on my face, her lips were inches from mine.

"I love you too," I smiled pressing my lips against her. Fuck, it felt so good telling her, as soon as the words left my mouth something in both of us ignited. We practically ripped the clothes from each other in an animal fashion. We were both groaning, kissing as if our life depended on it. Our hands were everywhere. Becky was muttering my name against my lips, and I was slowly dying with every caress she gave me. Nothing could compare to this, nothing. I ran my hands over her bare chest, re tracing every part of her glorious body. Becky began planting kisses down my neck while I straddled her. Fuck, the feel of her was enough to almost bring me to orgasm. Just as I was about to push myself onto her, a wicked smile came across her face and Holy fucking hell, Becky turned me so my back was against her. "I want you to feel me deep inside you." Becky muttered against my neck. Fuck, I forgot she was a Rock God now, could it get any hotter. "I want to show you how much I love you." I braced myself, gripping the head board for support panting, waiting for possibly the fuck of my life. We needed this. We would have our whole lives to make love.

The feelings that exploded in me was earth shattering. I was screaming like a mad woman, begging for more as I gripped the head board tighter.

I could feel myself reaching that cliff, just as I began to tremble with pleasure Becky pulled my hands away from the head board, pulling them over her neck as she took my breasts firmly in her hands, pushing me firmly against her as she pushed in deeper. Fuck me, it was the hottest of the hot. "I want all of this," Becky replied husky in my ear. "I want to feel all of you Freen. Every single tremor. Let it go, love."

I began moaning, screaming her name as I fell off the cliff, drowning in her love and power. Becky came just after me. It was pure bliss listening to her groans of pleasure as she emptied himself in me. Fuck me, was how was it possible Becky was an even better lover than before, it was insane.

I was panting and still groaning as Becky held my breasts, massaging them. "Fuck Freen, that was amazing," Becky breathed, dropping her head on my shoulder.

"You did all the work, you should have the credit." I smiled, leaning my head back towards her.

"I love you so much." She whispered kissing my shoulder.

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