Chapter 94 – This is home
[Warning: mature content.]
In a private island in Jett’s homeland in Madrid, lived a small family of three. It was a secluded island with only one mansion of marble and glass stood by the beach.
From its lounge, a woman sat with crossed legs and a warm cup of coffee on her lap, watching the rising sun from the horizon of the sea. Her pin-straight black hair draped over her shoulders as her freshly returned bangs gently swayed over her forehead, inhaling the sweet morning dew.
Her satin robe slipped and showed her smooth legs as she crossed her legs, letting the cold air seep into her nakedness under the robe. She paid it no mind and continued to appreciate the serenity the new dawn offered.
Ah, this is the best retirement life she could’ve ever asked for, the woman thought.
After years of constantly glancing over her shoulder, keeping her guard up, and longing for someone, finally, it’s all over. To live a life of languid and slow-living. To live without any reservations and … to have an entire island to yourself. What else could she ask for? They need not work for another day in their life by using up all of the dirty Rios fortune stored in an underground safe.
Really, had she been a little more righteous, she would oppose using dirty money. But dirty money is still money. Even her own money was dirty. And who would refuse a lethargic lifestyle after fighting for their life every day for half of their life?
Honestly, this was the life.
Fallon sighed as she sipped calmly from her cup.
Her solitude was cut short when she heard shuffling from behind her a few minutes later, the sun completely up. A ripped man with wild hair past his ears walked past her and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, butt-naked.
“Enjoying the view?” he asks, glancing at her.
“Which view?” Her eyes fell to his exposed manhood reflected in the window. She bit her lips.
He chuckled. “Which one’s better? The view outside, or…?” He meaningfully trailed off and fully turned to her.
She sighed and put her cup away, taking her time to answer. This man… “I don’t know. Maybe the sky?”
“Aww,” he cooed and stalked towards her, his manhood bobbing with every step. Jett stopped in front of her and held her hand. “I’m sad.”
As if taunting, his little pet was directly in front of her, slightly erect. Her eyes trailed from his cock to his sharp v-line, his ripped abs, his hairy chest, to his broad shoulders and eventually to his smirking face.
“Good morning, my love,” she murmured. Her hands left him and wrapped them around his sex, his face immediately registering a mixture of shock and pleasure. His smirk dropped as his eyelids fluttered closed.
“Fuck…”
“Oh? I thought you wanted this. Should I stop?”
“N-No…” he strained. “Do whatever you want, love. Ah… fuck.”
She gently stroked him and took off her robe. Her boobs bounced at the freedom as she pushed them to him. She figured she’d do a little teasing. After all, the day has barely started and they’re still tired from yesterday. With skillful expertise, she placed his now throbbing cock between her flourished mountains and thrust, using her hands to rub them sensually.
“Fuck…” his soft curses were music to her ears.
Until now, this seems to be a fantasy for her. Living on an isolated island, free of their past, with Sebby and Jett… It still feels so surreal. And even having this relationship with Jett after everything they’ve gone through. Like she doesn’t deserve such a life. But while she’s here, might as well make the most of it. While in Rome, right?
She blinked after a few minutes after he spilled his semen onto her face. He once again apologized and scoured for a tissue, gently wiping her face clean. She did not mind it, though. Fallon liked seeing the fruits of her hard work.
“Thank you and good morning, my love,” he whispered as he pulled her up and twisted her around.
“Bend over,” he commanded as they reached the windows.
“H-Here?” She looked around. “On the windows?”
“Mhm,” was his guttural reply. Hesitantly, Fallon bent over facing the window. She placed her hands on the window and yelped when he roughly penetrated her from behind. He hit her G-spot almost immediately and her legs weakened.
“Ah!”
He supported her shaking legs and held her hips as he roughly thrust from behind, her entire body moving with the raw strength. He knew she liked it rough. In the middle of their love-making, he leaned into her ears, whispering, “You like the view? I like mine.”
It took every effort in her to look outside despite her delirious eyes. Indeed, the morning was beautiful. It was not cloudy, nor was it too sunny. It was the perfect weather for … this. “Yes, I like the view.”
“Splendid. I think this is the best spot yet.”
She smiled and quietly agreed, unable to form coherent sentences anymore because of him fucking her brains out. Her mounds hurt with the intense pounding, and her hands on the window sweated so much, but she could not be any more fulfilled when they came at the same time. She almost fell down on the floor when he pulled it out, her strength drained out of her, had he not caught her and laid her down on the sofa.
As Fallon lay on the sofa, catching her breath, he wiped her clean.
“Jett,” she called, eyes on the ceiling. “Is Sebby asleep?”
She only realized their son could’ve witnessed what they had just done.
“He is. I made sure he was before I left.”
She nodded and sat upright. Then it’s fine. They can do whatever they want now, right? She found him still naked beside her, picking up her robe on the floor. With newfound energy, she sat on his lap and comfortably inserted his cock inside her again, putting it in fully as she sat down with her legs spread on top of him.
He was surprised, but let her use him for her kink, eventually putting the robe over her shoulders and gently massaging her mounds. She smiled at him and connected their lips, kissing him gently. It was sensual, yet tender. Her hands held his face and pulled him in deeper. He let her take the lead and kept his hands fiddling with her pinkish tips.
When she pulled away, she leaned her forehead to his and spoke.
“Thank you … this is the best life I could ever ask for. Thank you for giving it to me. And to Sebby.” Her eyes were sincere and earnest. “I like this life. Being with nature, with our healthy son, and being with you—like this. Some days I wonder if I deserve such a good life, but you make me realize that after what we’ve gone through … yes, we do deserve this life.”
She was tearing up as she finished, “I love you, Jett. Forever and always. Even if we’re still on the run, even if you’re a fugitive, I know how good of a man you are. Even if we can’t eat or live luxuriously, I’ll still choose to live with you and Sebby. Because the two of you are my home.”
He gently wiped the crystal tears that raced down her cheeks and kissed her tenderly.
“I love you,” he replied. “I cannot imagine a life without you or our son. When we were apart, I was a walking undead. I felt no soul at all. It was like I was killed when you left, but then we met again, and I realized we had a son. I was given a purpose in life again and I was determined to keep you by my side- of course, until you want to. I was a douche bag at first, I’m sorry. Hell, I might still be now but know that I’m doing my best to be a better husband and father every day. And I know that no matter what happens, we’ll never be apart again. Fallon, my love, thank you for being my guiding light. Thank you for saving me from drowning. Thank you for giving me Sebastian.”
Our lips met once again.
Like a moth to its flame, they will always find their way to each other and will always be drawn. Like a fox to a burrow, they will be each other’s home. Like an eagle to an aerie, they will nurture their own home and make it a place for Sebastian to grow well to.
She has perfected her disguise and finally found someone she cannot fool.
She made him feel after years of being numb and tore down his walls.
After years of wishful thinking and believing themselves fools for hoping for a near-impossible life in each other’s arms, and yet here they are.