Page 109 of Fake It For Glory

“I want to taste you now.”

I nodded and did as she asked. I got closer to her, my dick standing rock hard and proud. She looked at it for a moment, admiring it, then put her lips on the tip of it. I moaned as she wrapped her lips around it. She sucked it gently, and delicious warmth spread through my body.

She started bobbing her head slowly, taking me almost all the way out and then taking me all the way in again. Her head moved faster and faster until I felt that familiar warmth build up.

It wasn’t enough, though. I wanted to feel her warmth against me. I undressed completely and joined her on the bed, kissing her and letting my cock slide into her wet sheath.

I slid my cock in deeper. She pulled me even closer. She bit her lower lip and let out a soft moan, which made me thrust deep into her again.

She moaned loudly, obviously liking it. I started moving, letting my cock slide in and out of her wetness. The feeling was unbelievable.

She closed her eyes and let out a soft cry of pleasure. I started moving faster, allowing my cock to slide in and out of her faster and faster. I felt her pussy tighten around me, and I knew she was close to coming again.

She let out a soft scream. I knew her sounds of pleasure very well. She was hot for me. Her body was mine. I knew every little nuance. I knew where she liked to be touched and how much pressure she needed to achieve the best orgasm.

I looked at her face and saw that her eyes were closed with a soft smile on her lips.

“Look at me,” I whispered.

Her eyes opened, locking on mine. I saw the love. I saw the trust. I saw the desire. I saw the real her, reaching out to me to join her in a moment of intimacy we would never forget.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you, Merida Moore.”

I kissed her deeply and started moving inside her. Her body moved with me. She met each one of my thrusts. Tension built up in her. She was close. Her muscles tensed as she got nearer to her orgasm.

“I’m going to come,” she whispered.

“So am I,” I replied, thrusting harder.

“Now!” she yelled out as her body seized up.

Her orgasm was powerful. Her pussy contracted around my cock as she came. I kept thrusting, driving her orgasm to its fullest.

I was close. I had been holding it back for her, waiting for her to get her pleasure before I did.

Our bodies became one. I felt like our souls were united. Every breath, every touch brought us closer together.

The moment was so intimate. I’d never felt such an overwhelming love for anyone. I knew that life was perfect at this moment. I knew she was the one for me.

My orgasm hit hard, blinding me for several seconds as white stars burst in front of me. She pulled me down to her, holding me close.

We didn’t move for a long time. We just lay together, holding each other, feeling our hearts beat against each other, feeling each other’s breath on our faces.

“I love you, Merida,” I said.

“I love you, Jensen.”

We sat in the soft glow of the room, our fingers intertwined as the weight of our emotions hung in the air.

“What happens now?” I asked. “Will you go back to your father’s paper?”

She looked at me with those deep, expressive eyes, and a small, determined smile curved her lips. “I quit for good,” she said, her words carrying a sense of finality. “I’m going to start my own news outlet.”

The revelation caught me off guard, and I struggled to process it. Merida, who had been through so much in the last couple of days, was now taking a bold step into the unknown, embracing a future filled with uncertainty and possibility. It was a testament to her strength and resilience.

“You’re starting your own news outlet?” I repeated, my voice tinged with admiration. “That’s incredible, Merida.”

She nodded, her eyes shimmering. “I don’t know exactly what it will look like yet,” she admitted. “I don’t even know how I would do it, but I need to embark on my own journalism journey. I need to tell stories that matter, stories that make a difference. I don’t mind telling people what the best scents for whatever holiday are, but I don’t want that to be my only contribution.”

Her words resonated with me deeply. Merida was not just a woman of words but a woman of action, someone who was willing to follow her passion and her principles even when it meant stepping into uncharted territory. It was one of the many things I loved about her.

“I’m proud of you,” I told her sincerely, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from her face. “Starting something new, something that aligns with your values and your vision—it’s incredibly brave.”

A mixture of emotions played across her features, and she leaned closer, her eyes locking onto mine. “Thank you, Jensen,” she whispered. “Your support means the world to me. I guess you inspired me.”

“How so?”

“You did what you loved, and you turned it into an empire. I don’t want an empire, but I’ve seen you work. I’ve seen how animated you get when you talk about your tech. I want to feel that same passion for my work.”

I couldn’t help but smile, my heart swelling with affection for this remarkable woman who had come into my life and turned it upside down.

As we sat there, bathed in the gentle glow of the room, I realized that this was a new beginning for both of us.

“So, what’s next for us?” I asked, my voice low and filled with anticipation.

She looked at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of tenderness and longing. “For us, Jensen, I hope it’s a future filled with love, trust, and endless possibilities. I hope it’s a journey we’ll embark on together.”