“Si…”, I repeat in a whisper, removing her tank top, caressing her breast and collarbone, kissing her neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses on her bare skin, "Show me how much you love me…".

I close my eyes and I let her undress me completely. We lay down on the bed, in the bright light of day, no sounds in the room except for our whispers and soft words. And a minute or two are enough to turn them into a deep, continuous moaning and panting.

I need her more than anything else, now. Whatever happens, I need her to know how much I love her, how much she means to me. I repeat and repeat that she’s my everything and I pray God she’ll let my words sink deep into her, I pray God that my love will envelop everything, that it will protect her, that it will keep her safe.

Sweat mixing and Shane slides all over my body, kissing my breasts, her mouth closing on my nipples and I toss my head back, gasping, I push it into the soft feather pillow, my hands through her hair as she goes down, slowly, her tongue soothing the burning warmth of my skin, running on my hips, on my stomach.

Her hands spreading my legs gently, her mouth resting on the wet softness of my core, lingering on it for an endless time, and then moving on me, around and inside, pushing me over the edge so violently, so abruptly that I can’t breathe anymore, and she’s everywhere. She’s onto me and she’s inside me, her fingers sliding in, then out, pushing deeply and firmly, her breath becoming uneven and broken, her mouth on mine, again, and I taste myself on her tongue.

And Shane takes my hand and puts it through her legs, and I caress and brush and stroke gently as she moans, inside my mouth and in my ear, through my hair and in the crook of my neck, and I slide inside of her matching her pace and we move together, slowly and deeply, hardly and gently. She takes me and I take her and I feel whole.

”And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me;
I’m gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way,
Your way home …
Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they going to do when the rivers overrun
Other than tremble incessantly?”