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Chapter 26: 𝐻𝑒𝓇 𝒞𝒽𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒

     Michael and I held each other letting go of everything we carried with us for so long. It felt almost like a part of us had died for the better.

Letting go of Michael I slowly rose out of the water to adjust myself on top of him. I've never felt so much of a woman in my life. It was almost liberating to let myself be open to this love from Michael. I wanted him. I wanted him with every ounce of my being.

I started planting soft kisses on his cheeks. Tasting the sweet saltiness of his tears on my lips. I would kiss every piece of pain away and in the same sense letting go of mine. 

I found Michael's lips willing and wanted. I planted soft yet meaningful kisses against his lips inviting him into my mouth.

Micheal pulled me away catching me off guard.

"What's wrong?" I asked confused.

He just stared at me and I started to feel of rush of doubt.

"Did he not feel the same way about me now that his guilt was gone?"

"Did I give in to soon?"

"What's wrong?"

Michael lifted my chin and said..

"Are you sure this is what you want baby girl? I mean I don't want you to do anything you'll regret later. Trust me.. it's not the best feeling."

Without any words I kissed Michael with all the passion I had inside for him. I wanted him to feel my love. Wanted him to feel reassurance. I didn't want to leave him with any doubt in his mind. I loved every part of this man. Even the dark ones.

I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to feel Michael inside of me. I wanted to feel the warmth of him. The way he filled me so perfectly. The way my body opened so willingly for him. I just needed him.

I straddled him still not breaking our kiss and slowly lowered onto his growing manhood. I stopped moving letting him fill me completely ass he grew. I almost
came just from the feeling of him.

I started to ride Michael slow at first building the intensity of my orgasm. By now Michael had awoken me sexually and I as well as him both mastered my body. I pulled back wanting to look my man in his eyes while tears fell from both of our eyes. I wanted him to know that this was me. This was his Pai. Riding him because she wanted to. I was his and he was mine.

Michael's POV:
I can tell my baby knew what she wanted. She made sure I knew it too. Starring at her in her eyes while she had her way with me. Riding me in whatever way she wanted. I didn't dare move. I gave her this moment.

Up until now, Pai has never taken control sexually. So I knew she was trying to prove something to me.. and maybe even to herself. Either way I was so grateful to have such a beautiful soul having her way with me. I couldn't believe she stayed. I can't believe she even came. Now look at her. Riding my dick like no other woman ever did. No one compared to my baby. NO ONE. I would spend the rest of my life showing gratitude for her choosing me, just as I chose her.

She rode me like a pro. Not going too fast where water was splashing everywhere, or too slow where the strokes were lost in motion. It was just right. I can feel myself about to bust one but my baby wasn't done yet. She wasn't done using me and I wasn't prepared to stop being used. It took everything in me to control my orgasm. But I couldn't hold out for too much longer. Paisley was doing something to me that wasn't easily done to me. She was giving me an orgasm on her own. She was working me all on her own. Usually I fuck to get me and the girl off.. but now, my pleasure is being given to me by my one and only true love. She just don't know how much I worshiped her. But she will.