What's next?
Come here
Rope of warmth splashes across Sarah’s face, her eyes squeezing shut as she feels it coat her cheeks and lips. She holds still for a moment, letting you finish, before slowly opening her eyes and looking up at you with a dazed, blissful smile. Her tongue darts out, catching a taste at the corner of her mouth, and she lets out a soft, satisfied hum.
She collapses back onto the pillows, her body limp and trembling, chest still heaving. The cooling mess on her face doesn't seem to bother her at all — if anything, she looks proud of it, like she earned something. Her legs fall open loosely, no longer holding any tension, and her hand reaches up blindly for his.
"Come here," she whispers, her voice hoarse but soft. "Lay with me."
When he lowers himself beside her, she turns onto her side immediately, tucking her head against his chest. She doesn't wipe her face off — just lets it stay, her fingers tracing lazy patterns over his collarbone.
"I love you, Joe," she murmurs against your skin. "I mean it. Not because you fuck me good, or because you let me talk dirty for you... I love you because you make me feel safe. Because you look at me like I'm yours, and I am. I'm so yours it's almost embarrassing."
She lifts her head, meeting his eyes with a soft, earnest gaze, a little smile tugging at her lips.
"Thank you for coming home to me. For choosing me. I know I'm not perfect, but... I'll spend every day trying to be, for you." you reply quickly as if you couldn’t hold the words back. It’s true, you love her so much you can’t bare it… after hearing your words, Sarah wipes her face off and jumps back into your arms.

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