and Joy are a family, and they’re
happy! Life has been good to them, and Eugene Sahara
is grateful for it. Life however has thrown them another curveball. How will
the family handle it? Will it make them stronger or weaken them? Sahara proves to be stronger than what life throws at
them. She believes that to live in the moment, is all that matters and
on the other hand, can’t always agree with that. But together, they learn to
understand each other and life, and they learn the greatest gift of all. Their
love for each other! That was what it was all about, Love! Eugene
She stepped out of the bathroom in her birthday suit.
grinned. He put the laptop to the side
and patted the left side of the bed. She walked over to him slowly. The breast
that had been lost to cancer had been reconstructed and it had built her
confidence even more. Eugene
She climbed onto the bed over him. Her legs over him like a bridge. He smiled as he placed his index and middle finger between her opened legs. Gently he ran his fingers over the flaps of her middle. She let out a gentle moan, and enjoyed the soft touch.
‘Still after five years, you still make me feeble at the knees.’ He joked.
‘You…feeble?’ She laughed lightly. ‘Unlikely. But I have a way with you.’
‘Yes you do, and I love you for it. You’re my dream girl.’
She leaned into him and met his lips, his fingers still teased her middle. She rotated her hips so she could get the best of him. She pulled back a moment, searched his eyes and grinned.
‘Are we going to try for another one?’
He giggled lightly. ‘We could, but don’t get all upset if it doesn’t work out.’
‘I can’t promise.’
He tilted to the side and admired her. She was such a strong and determined woman. After the birth of Joy, their lives had been a blessing after blessing. Things went smoothly, they were so happy they couldn’t ask for more.
‘At least don’t get mad at me. It’s really out of my control.’
‘I won’t get mad at you.’ She giggled then rubbed her nose against his.
He quickly moved so that she was on the bed and he was over her. He gazed down at his wife and saw all the years that had past between them. The more the years added on, the better looking she became.
‘How is it, each time I look at you, you look younger and I look older.’
‘Are you some kind of witch? Do you suck the life out of me to stay so young and beautiful?’
‘Oh please honey, you're handsome than ever. I see how the women check you out when we go out.’
‘You will always be the man of the ladies.’
‘But I will always belong to one. You have my heart,
He kissed her before she could say anything.
He captured her into him. He kissed her like never before. Each time felt like the first time. Their love was like something out of a fairytale. It always felt new, and even if they had their differences, it only brought them closer together.
He explored her body bit by bit. His kisses travelled over her body, down to her stomach and to her delicious thighs. He stopped between her legs and licked between her slit. She let out a soft moan as he expertly devoured her. His tongue worked like a magic wand. It sent tingles and vibrations through her body that at times she never wanted it to stop. She always tried to hold back on the orgasm, to prolong the intense build up between the walls of her middle, but he was that good, that amazing with his tongue, Sahara soon came over and over again.
He pulled up looking satisfied. He had the same cheeky smile he always had when he went down on her. She laughed mischievously. He kept her legs parted and slowly pushed himself into her. It was always the same, but always better. The moment she grabbed onto his shoulders and dug her nails into him, was the moment she knew she would never tire of him. He was the man who made her fall for him over and over again.
He moved her legs so they were wrapped around his neck. He knelt firmly on his knees and gave everything he had. They were joined, they were one and nothing could take that away.
‘I love you so much.’ He panted.
‘I love you more.’ She smiled
They allowed themselves to just be and finally release. He lay into her and she kept him in her arms. His warm skin against hers made her swell. The sound of his heavy panting made her realise just how lucky she was.
‘I’m really happy,’ she said finally.
‘I’m happy too.’ He looked up at her. ‘I hope we’ve made another little person.’ He slid down and kissed her stomach. ‘How about you be a boy this time?’ He joked.
‘Boy or girl, that’s fine with me.’
He rolled onto his side of the bed, opened his arms for her to lay into him.
‘What time do you leave for
tomorrow?’ she asked. France
‘I’m out of the house at six.’
‘Did you tell Joy?’
‘I did and she wants something French.’ He laughed. ‘I’m not sure what that will be.’
‘Well, good luck with that.’
‘Yep. I’ll try and see
while I’m there.’ Logan
‘Yeah that would be nice. How’s she holding up in the new rehab centre?’
‘Seems better, but I’m not holding my breath. This has been the sixth centre she’s tried. I don’t think it’s the centres, it’s her.’
‘Well at least she’s trying. I guess it’s a daily battle, not something that’s cured. One day at a time. So each day she starts again, it’s worth applauding her for it.’
‘True.’ He kissed her forehead. ‘You are really great, and thanks for being so supportive.’
‘We all need that at some point in our lives. To fail is to give up. To keep starting again, that’s success.’
He nodded. He thought about the many times he’d failed at business in the beginning. The nights he’d gone hungry, the months he’d almost become homeless. He could’ve given up, gone back to working a job he hated for the security of money, but he didn’t. He kept at it until he found success.
‘You and I are alike in different ways.’
‘You only figured that out?’ she teased.
‘Not really, I’m just thinking about how I never gave up on my business ideas, and how you never gave up on living the life you chose. You had Joy, you fought cancer.’
‘I think its part of who we all are. But I also believe that just because someone seems to have given up, doesn’t make them any less. I think sometimes people tire of fighting the fight. At some point there has to be some breathing space.’
‘I guess it’s how long you’re willing to keep fighting to finally get that breathing space.’
‘Sometimes it’s almost a lifetime. Sometimes its a few days. Who knows why things happen the way they do. All we really can do is be thankful for what we have.’
‘And that’s why.’ He kissed her again. ‘I’m so grateful I have you and our precious little girl. If I lost every penny I had, but have the two of you in my life. I’d still be the happiest man alive.’ He smiled.
She kissed him gently and then settled into the bed to get some sleep.
‘Until the next moment my love,’ she said.
‘Until the next moment.’ He smiled.