by Erin Trejo
I watched my father die on the floor that day. I watched a lifetime of anger and regret die with him. I had finally come to the realization that I wanted more out of my life, that I deserved more than what was beaten into me. Regardless of where that left us, I knew that I needed Asia in my life. She was a staple in my daily life, and without her I don’t think I could make it day after day. We’ve both worked through our differences, and even on my bad days she still loves me.
Asia confided in me her plans and her words broke me all over again. The only reason she wanted to kill herself was to make me happy. She thought that her being gone would have given me some sort of peace. She didn’t realize just how much she meant to me and I don’t know that she ever truly will.
“God, Gio!” she cries out my name as I lift her and lay her on the blanket I’d been sitting on to watch the waves.
Without every breaking our connection, I move in and out of her. Such sweet fucking agony. I want to take her roughly but I’m finding that Asia still needs me to be gentle at times and I can do that. For her I can. Each roll of my hips sends a jolt of pleasure down my spine. Each clench of her around me keeps me grounded to this earth.
“Come for me, Asia. Come for me,” I urge her, feeling her on edge. I know she’s close and I want her to let go and give in to me. A few more thrusts and she comes apart like I knew she would. Her cries burn my heart, leaving their mark for the rest of her life. Her nails dig into my back, keeping me in place. When I explode inside of her, our worlds meld into one. This was always the dream. Her and me. Just the two of us and nothing and no one else. When my breathing calms, I pull out of her and fall onto my back. Pulling her head to my chest, I sigh feeling content.
“Did you talk to your father today?” I ask her, running my hand through her hair.
“I did. He’s doing well. He loves working alongside, Roberto.”
“I figured as much. Do you feel any different now that you know you are rich?” I ask wondering.
“No. Money means nothing to me, Gio. All I need is you.”
I smile and lean my head down kissing her on the top of hers. “I never thought that I’d admit this but, all I need is you too.”
“You still have the urge to kill,” she states, knowing me more than I know myself.
“I do but I can curb it now. Nothing matters more to me than you. I hope you know that I’d die for you, Asia.”
She props her head up, those dark brown eyes burning once more through me, straight to my soul. “I only want you to live for me.”
Throwing my words back at me, I can only smirk.
“I love you.”
“I know. I’ve always loved you.”
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