Alex’s P. O. V.
“I love you more, Alex.”
These words are like a lifeline, pulling me out of the storm I’ve been drowning in. I can hardly believe my ears. For so long, I’ve waited to hear those words from her lips.
Suddenly, all my pain disappears, and the only thing I feel is immense satisfaction. Stella’s confession means so much to me. It means she is finally ready to give me her heart completely. She trusts me. She is giving love a second chance.
I stop walking, frozen in the moment. All the darkness, the guilt, the fear-it’s still there, but her words make it bearable.
I glance down at her in my arms. Did she really say it? Or is my mind playing tricks on me?
Carefully, I lower her to the soft sand near the water, the waves lapping gently at the shore, their sound as peaceful as always.
I cup her face in my hands, brushing her cheeks with my thumbs. “Say it again, Please, Stella. Say it again.” I request, fixing my eyes on her.
Her eyes are filled with immense affection, and she smiles-a smile that holds no doubt. Her hands come up to cover mine, her delicate fingers warm against my skin. “I love you. Alex, I love you with all my heart.”
I close my eyes for a moment, overwhelmed by the honesty in her words. When I open them, they’re burning with profound emotions. “You’re not saying this just to make me feel better, right?” I ask, looking at her face for any hint of doubt. “You mean it? You’re finally ready to trust me?”
She nods with a small reassuring smile on her face. “Of course, I mean it. You’ve earned this trust. Alex, you’ve been my only strength when everything was falling apart. You never gave up on me, and you’ve shown me what love really is. You helped me to find myself back.”
Her hands drop to my chest, and she leans in closer, touching her forehead with mine. “I wanted to tell you when you saved me from the fire.” She continues, her voice full of emotion. “I wanted to tell you then, but I wanted the day to be special, so I decided to wait. I was going to tell you on my birthday, but…” her voice trembles and I know exactly what she’s thinking.
I smile with tears welling in my eyes, but they’re different this time. They’re not from pain or sadness-they’re from happiness, from love.
“It doesn’t matter, Flower,” I tell her, shaking my head. “I don’t care how or when. I’m just so damn happy that you’re finally ready to give us a chance. That you’re ready to let love in again.”
I tilt her chin up slightly, gazing at her with all the love I’ve been holding inside. Slowly, I lean down and capture her lips in a kiss that holds my heart. It’s tender at first, as if I’m afraid she’ll disappear, but when her arms wrap around my neck and she kisses me back with equal passion, I pour everything into it.
God! Her confessions change everything. The pain I was feeling, feels nothing now in front of the joy of hearing those three magical words from her.
When we finally pull back, breathless, I press my forehead against hers. “I love you, Flower. More than anything. And I promise, I’ll spend the rest of my life proving that to you.”
Her smile widens. “You already have proven it, Alex. You already have.”
I kiss her lips again, running my hand through her hair, and she clutches my collars, deepening the kiss as she stands on her bare toes. I want to freeze this moment forever, to keep kissing her under the moonlight until my last breath.
She is so precious to me.
Holding her waist, as I lift her, she immediately wraps her legs around me like before. Grabbing her buttocks, I begin to walk toward the water, and her lips remain locked with mine.
The waves lap higher as I step deeper. The water climbs to my knees, then my waist. I feel her shudder slightly against me, but she doesn’t pull back. Instead, she tightens her hold on me as our kiss deepens.
By the time the water reaches my shoulders, I stop and break the kiss, gasping for air.
The moonlight shines on the water, creating a magical glow around us. Her wet hair sticks to her skin, droplets shimmering like tiny diamonds, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s breathtaking, more beautiful than I ever imagined.
“I want to have you here, right now, in the water, under the moonlight. Can I, Flower?” I ask, slipping my hands under her dress and squeezing her bare buttocks.
“You never have to ask.” As she whispers against my lips, I grind myself against her crotch, and she moans softly at the feel of my hardness.
I unbutton my jeans and free my aching dick before pulling up her dress and sliding her panties to the side. I guide myself to her entrance inside the water, our eyes locked with the same burning desire. At this moment, nothing else matters-we want to lose ourselves in each other, in pure, wild passion, forgetting about everything.
“I love you, Stella.” I enter her deeply inside the water, and we both moan in pure pleasure and satisfaction, gazing into each other’s eyes. Every time I’m inside her, I feel as if we are one, as though she is a part of my body. I feel so complete and whole with her.
I stay still, savouring being deep inside for a minute, feeling alive again before moving slowly, gripping her hips.
She buries her hands in my hair, moaning against my lips. “I love you, Alex. You make me forget every pain.”
“You do the same for me,” I groan, biting her lower lip before I thrust harder, eliciting a scream that is both pain and pleasure combined.
I lose myself in the rhythm, my movements growing rougher and deeper as I hold her tightly. Her face buries in my shoulder, and her moans fill my ears, fueling my desire.
The sound of the water with each hard thrust mixes with our moans and groans, making the atmosphere even more intoxicating.
We both find a peace that is unexplainable. I just want to keep loving her like this endlessly.
As I feel her walls tighten around my dick, it throbs inside her warm pussy.
“Oh my God, Alex, I’m going to come,” she cries out in pleasure, her eyes opening to meet mine and her voice laced with ecstasy.
“Come with me, Flower,” I command, giving one last hard thrust that pushes us both over the edge. We climax together, panting heavily, our chests pressed against each other. I can feel her racing heartbeat matching mine.
I press my forehead against hers, a small, content smile spreading across my face.
At this moment, I know I need nothing else. She is all I’ll ever want, all I’ll ever need. Stella is my everything, my reason to live, and holding her now, I feel complete.