[ THIS CHAPTER HAS SCENES OF SEX THROUGHOUT IT. IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO READ ANY SORT OF SEX SCENE, PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER. YOU WILL NOT MISS ANY SORT OF PLOT. THANK YOU! ]
Dallas pulls back, glancing down at the beautiful woman he held in his arms. Letting out a satisfied sigh at the sight of her. Pushing the strands of hair out of his way, wanting to see the entirety of her beautiful features. One had snaked out from behind her neck to cup her cheek. He leans forward again, Amelia leaning to try to reconnect their lips together.
He refrains, his lips hovering over her own. A delicate smile graces his lips, her own heart skips a beat. "Let me show you how much I missed you." Dallas says softly, before taking Amelia's lips back into his own.
There is no resistance, no fight to his request. Her own arms wrap around his neck, her lips moving to the same passionate rhythm he presented. His own body pushing against her chest, feeling his steady heart against hers– Rushing with anticipation, with delight of his hands roaming her body. Friction under clothing, thighs moving against the structure of his hips.
Attraction with these two was instant, unable to keep their hands off of one another. Wandering touches of areas never foreign, yet treated as it was the first time to be grazed against fingertips. Something in their eyes spoke of love, connection of the truest form. Hearts joining as one in a beautiful moment, two lonely souls blessed with the other.
Lust was forgotten when they looked at one another, the feelings that aroused when they kissed was pure love. A love so tender, the other always held skin with care. It was more than just their bodies, just sex. It was a blossoming of romance that she had felt so many times being in his arms. Magnetic, the man was a magnet with his charms.
Their lips never disconnect as he pulls her into his lap, hands brushing under her shirt. Feeling the goosebumps rising on her skin, begging into his delicate fingers to touch her more. Dallas heads her aching urges, wrapping his hands under her thighs and lifting her up into his arms. Tongue slipping into each other's mouth as he takes her into the bedroom they shared, pushing the door with his foot to put the two inside.
Once in their shared quarters, he lays her down onto the bed. No space in between her the breaths and moans that come from the woman's lips. He crawls on top of her, tongue exploring the inside of her mouth. Her body now covered in goosebumps as he pulls away from her, saliva following his lips.
He smiles down at her for a moment, before his lips press onto her neck. Leaving light kisses down the crease of her neck, taking his time to treasure the unmarked skin. Amelia arching her back at the warmth of his lips on her, hands running through the locks of his hair.
"I missed you," He says, kissing the bottom of her jaw. "Do you know how lonely it was sleeping alone, without your warmth?" His words came with a husk in his voice, continuing his fleeting kisses.
Amelia laughs, "You missed me that much? What happened to being so independent?"
"I can be independent and miss you," He pulls back, staring down at his partner. His free hand going under her t-shirt, fingertips slowly running up her stomach. "You're my partner, my beautiful partner. There's not a moment where I don't miss you, not a single moment."
Her eyes widened at his words, watching as he gracefully leaned forward towards her. Nose to nose, as close as possible that they could be. Filled with the unknown, anticipating his next actions, his next words. Bewitched by a man and his longing words.
"Everyday I am grateful to wake up to your sleeping face, and each night I am graced to have you lay down beside me to slumber." He cups her cheek, rubbing the soft surface of her skin with his thumb. Trailing his thumb in circular motions, all the while her cheeks began to fluster.
"Dallas.."
"You are the greatest thing to have happened to me." He continues, "If not for you, I would not have experienced real compassion, real love. You've taught me more than I ever thought to discover." Dallas chuckles, "You did something entirely extraordinary, and you had no idea."
He pauses, "You made me a better man. You have made me blossom, and I thank you." A light kiss is placed on Amelia's forehead, before trailing kisses down her nose. "A man like me is lucky to have even met a woman like you."
Her own heart twists at his words– The sheer fact he had thought he was lucky to have met her. With all the pain and destruction she left behind, there was no way he was lucky to be loved by her. Dallas had walked into the jaws of suffering, a place others did not survive. The thought of ever losing him, broke the feeling of butterflies fluttering in her stomach.
"Lucky? Dallas you aren't lucky."
"I am, I am the luckiest." He leans forward, placing a kiss on her cheek. "I am so lucky, because of how exquisite the woman I get to love is. A woman who is strong," Another kiss to her other cheek. "Or caring in her line of work."
Dallas kisses the tip of her nose, Amelia can't help but let the smile creep up on her lips. "Or perhaps adoring to the public, even more fawned over by men across the globe."
"Yet most of all, that woman is you– My little agent. My partner in work, my partner in life. It has always been you since the moment you ran away with me." The man presses a kiss to her lips, pulling back to give her a glistening smile.
"I would have ran away with you anyday, as long as you had asked me."
"I'm glad you did, because it meant I had been given the greatest blessing of them all."
Amelia raises an eyebrow, inquisitive of his next response. "And what would that be?"
Yet at her question, his smile only grows. Followed by a cheerful laughter, blooming throughout their spacious modernized bedroom. He laughed heartily for a few moments, Amelia's eyes widening once more at the sight of his joyous laughter. She had never seen him laugh like this before, completely out of her comfort zone. Just watching with wide eyes as he came back to himself, looking down at her with glee in his hues.
"You, Amelia. The greatest blessing is you." He cups her cheeks, "And that blessing is cherished forever, because I love you."
There it was, the spoken words she wanted to hear from his lips, the most beautiful thing he could have ever said to her. Something she had loved to hear from his lips no matter the situation. Someone faithful to her, someone loving her even with her flaws. He was everything to her, and she would do everything in her power to keep him at her side always.
No matter the consequences of her actions, she would make sure his life was fruitful. Caring for him, providing support and comfort– Being the woman he had missed for many years of jagged and torn relationships. Free of judgment, tender to his flaws, loving to his mistakes. Amelia wanted to do it all for him, just for him.
She doesn't let such a moment go to waste, quickly grabbing onto her lover's cheeks and pulling him back into a passionate kiss. Amelia didn't need to say the word for him to understand– Her kiss spoke for her. The way her hands gripped into the back of his hair, how deep her kiss pressed into his own.
Their love was obvious to one another– Clearly for the first time.
His hands roam down to the bottom of her shirt, instinctively pulling it over her head and tossing it onto the floor. Going back in to kiss her again, Amelia's own hands fiddling with the buttons of his shirt. One by one she undid them with ease, before roughly sliding the fabric off of his shoulders. Feeling the shuffle of his arms to pull it away, before his arms are curled under her back. Pulling her closer to him, pressing their bare chests together.
Lips part as the man begins kissing at her neck, trailing his lips down until he is praising the woman's physique. Hands running up and down her slides, while kissing the top of her left breast.
"You're so beautiful." He breathes out, "Everytime I see your body, I marvel at how beautiful one can be." Amelia only blushes at the words, Dallas beginning to trail his tongue along the middle of her breasts.
Taking in one nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue slowly around it. Amelia arches her back, lightly moaning her lover's name in pleasure at the sensation of his tongue. Gripping onto his hair tighter, yet twirling her fingers around in his locks.
A tug forward brings him further into her chest, his other hand wrapping tightly around her small waist. Teeth tug slightly at her already heightened sense, before he pulls away moving onto the other side. Amelia breathes in through her teeth, head tilting back.
He had only just begun and she was putty. Unable to keep her womanly urges from rising in front of him. Amelia couldn't resist the way he made her feel, how frantically her heart would beat in more than one place.
Her eyes flutter, taking in another deep breath. "You always know what to say, don't you?"
Those purple hues peer up at her, causing her breath to hitch at the sight of them. A seductive and yet entrancing stare, one simply divine to the beholder. Dallas chuckles into her breast, pulling up to meet her stare once more.
His hand pulls down to her pants, beginning to pull them off of her waist. Amelia obliges without disconnecting their stare, kicking the pants off of her legs with ease.
"I could say so much more." His breath fans over her lips, Amelia trying her hardest to get closer to feel his kiss. "Every scar that lays on your skin is beautiful, you are just a masterpiece. I could gaze at you for a lifetime and never get bored."
Dallas kisses her lips, before gently pushing her back to lay on the bed. Taking her thighs in his large palms, hoisting them onto his shoulders. Amelia's breathing has already become heavy, emerald hues watching in anticipation as his head gets lower and lower. Right until he is in between her thighs, eyes peering up at her.
"And your taste is just as divine." His words vibrate against her folds, the sensation sending chills down her spine. Arching her back, she waits as his hands grip tighter into her flesh. Waiting eagerly, and yet impatiently for him to begin.
The trailing of his tongue is a euphoria she had missed for those long days apart. Her thighs were already tightening around his neck as her folds were traced in circular motions. Moaning out deeply, calling out his name in growing pleasure. Even his chuckles against her brought arousal, rooted into her very nerves.
Amelia moans, breathing heavily. "It feels so good, please don't stop." With her words he only increases the movement of his mouth, pulling her thighs closer into his chest. Sliding down the bed as he does so, yelping in surprise at his sudden hunger.
She could feel the orgasm arising, the knots tying tightly in her stomach. Goosebumps rising all over her skin, muscles in her legs tightening. Gripping onto the sheets below her, balling them into her own fists.
Her eyes follow him as he pulls away, taking one of his hands and placing two of his fingers into his mouth. Covering them in his own saliva, he glances up at her. A smile so devilishly spread across his lips, leaning forward to then spit on her clit. Amelia gasps, before feeling the warmth of his two fingers slide into her. All the while his mouth returns, followed by the motion of his hand.
Pleasure at this point was undeniable, throwing her head back to moan loudly at the combination. Hands balling tighter into fists, her climax nearing faster than before. Her lips trail with curses with confidence, his own name gasping from her lips.
Amelia wasn't able to hold it anymore, moaning loudly as her thighs tightened around her lover's neck. Cumming with quick force into his mouth, feeling his tongue and fingers slow down as she does so. Panting heavily, she watches as he comes up to meet her lips. Captivating her into another intoxicating kiss, tasting her own fluid on his tongue. She didn't care, she loved it.
Dallas positions himself in between her legs as they kiss, giving Amelia room to begin unbuttoning his pants. Pulling down the zipper, and grabbing the hem of his boxers– Taking them along with his clothing.
She was eager to feel him again, taking hold of his wrists tightly as their lips fought against one another. Feeling the smile of her partner against her lips, she knew he enjoyed the temptation of his own body. Dallas knew how much of an effect he truly had on her, no matter how much she tried to hide it.
The man pulls back, "I won't make you wait any longer, my love." He says softly, rubbing himself against her wet entrance. "I know you're eager for it, so I'll appease you."
With one swift moment, he slowly slides himself in. Only halfway, but the young woman moans in delight at the feeling of his length pushing inside of her. Feeling the forward push of his hips as he begins to move in between her thighs. Amelia shivers in delight, eyes never leaving her lover's. Both holding an intense stare on the other,completely entranced.
Rough sex was common in thier love life, but this was the exact opposite. Dallas was kind, gentle in his strokes as he watched her squinting expression from sheer pleasure. Even trailing his fingers over the many scars that laid across her stomach and hips. Telling her how beautiful each one was, kissing over top of the healing skin she hated. Amelia loved how he admired her body, even the ugliest parts of her seemed beautiful under his touch.
Passionate, fulfilling love that fluttered from the hearts of two unfortunate souls. One consumed by guilt and regret, the other of loss and emptiness. They completed each other, they filled the empty holes with something beautiful– Harmony. Fluctuating through their veins as if it coursed through their blood.
A romance neither thought they ever deserved, and yet here they were. Hands held tightly in one anothers, moaning and panting of the other's name. Whispers of sweet phrases, craving of I love yous with every breath. There was nothing more enamoring than their love for each other.
One had finally broken down the walls, the other fought so tirelessly to keep standing. Amelia didn't care if the walls were rubble underneath her feet, she welcomed the free air in front of her. Beckoning the man who smashed them all down with open arms. Dallas was welcome, no matter how far he may go with her in his gaze. The man was capable, he was the mesmerizing vision she had always picked for a man in her life. A vivid picture of her wildest fantasies, her picture perfect image of her partner. The dreams her younger self lay hushed thinking of had now come to life, after so many years of craving.
So many years of heartbreak and sorrow. Of trying to pick up the broken piece of her heart, smashed to bits again and again. No longer, not as long as he strode by her side– Bringing the very best out of her darkest traits.
Finally, the beauty of love had graced her life. With the heroic agent: Dallas Eric Linch. She just hoped it truly was as the fairytales said– True love lasts forever, always at the end of the story.