Unspoken Truth

Eternal Love 🙈💋

A rainbow after the rain. To end a day wrapped in the arms of the one you love will soothe any turmoil, refresh your energy, and leave you smiling from ear to ear. To love and be loved is the most spectacular feeling one could ever have. Tangled feet, bare skin to skin, arms locked beneath a soft white sheet. Freen is gently spooning Becky on their bed, smiles and adoration plastered on both their faces.

"You know what I like the most?" Freen whispered in Becky's ear, so gently that Becky couldn't help but close her eyes.

"It's the way you crumble under my touch. The hoarse voice you make saying my name. The filthy words that spill from your mouth, asking for more. I wish you could see how alluring you look when you close your eyes, biting your lips to keep your screams at bay. You're so beautiful, my love, giving me all you've got-your mind, your heart, and your whole body. I can't wait to devour you again."

Freen began to trace Becky's skin with her left hand, moving from her ear, down her neck, and up to her shoulder, leaving goosebumps all over Becky's skin. She then grasped that same hand and led it to Becky's front. "Do you feel how wet you are? We just finished and here you are already ready to give it again."

Becky was so sensitive that a small flick of Freen's fingers made her body tremble. So intensely aroused, her usual white complexion was replaced by a flush of rosy color. She couldn't help but grip Freen's hand, freezing it for a moment, but her resolve vanished the instant Freen's lip touched her neck. A moan escaped her mouth, followed by a curse. Freen, knowing Becky's weakness, wore a proud smile on her face.

Becky pulled Freen's hand towards her chest. Becky knew Freen's weaknesses too. Two can play this game, she thought.

Freen, feeling Becky's mounds, started grinding against her from behind. While Freen's hand was busy exploring Becky's chest, Becky made a slick move, sliding her left hand behind her. But before she could reach her destination-Freen's "flower"-her cellphone rang.

They both froze. The ringtone they were hearing was specially set up for an emergency; it was the private number Richie used only when he truly needed Becky's help. Without a choice, they looked at each other, and with one last kiss, Becky stood up and walked the two feet to the cabinet drawer where her phone lay. Something caught her eye, though.

"What is this, Freen?" Becky didn't dare to touch the precious item. She already had an idea, as she'd shown Freen the same kind of box just last night.

Freen, knowing exactly what it was, smiled and walked toward Becky. She gently took the box, but before opening it, she gave Becky a loving kiss on her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and finally, her lips. She held Becky's hand and, without further ado, got down on one knee and revealed the ring.

"The first time I laid my eyes on you, I was captivated by your beauty. I was dying to approach you, but I didn't know how to start a conversation. It looked surreal-like an angel was standing in front of me. But then you smiled, and I knew from that moment that I wanted you in my life.

You are the reality of beauty, inside and out. Your smile is enough to light up my whole world. You made me believe that as long as we're together, we can do anything. I love you so much, my baby. You mean the world to me. Will you be my wings for the rest of my life and be my wife?"

Becky, her heart full of happiness and her eyes teary, lifted Freen to her feet and gave her a full, passionate kiss, both of them tasting the salt of Becky's tears.

"You haven't answered me, Bb," Freen smilingly pressed.

"Oh no, shit!" Becky exclaimed.

"What?" Freen was confused. "Are you saying no to me?" Her voice was instantly thin with the threat of tears.