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same year he was dead. Those months were painful, the latter half even more so. Those were the times when hope was starting to fade, when it was clear nothing could be done for him. It was in those lonely hours that he realized he'd never get to travel the world and see the places he'd always wanted to see. He'd never get to live beside a beach, play with his grandchildren or fall in love again. He had let all those opportunities, all those moments slip away like grains of sand through parted fingers.
    He worked hard, but not smart; always giving his all for somebody else and receiving so little in return. He had dreams, aspirations – but he never acted on them. The most painful thing he had to accept as his days began to fade was that he'd always either given up on his dreams or failed to do anything about them. When I saw the sadness in his eyes, the disappointment of all those wasted years etched on his face, I vowed never to do the same.
    As Ethan removed his clothes to reveal the swoops and curves of his muscular body, I made a decision in the moment.
    Breathe. Let this happen. No regrets, no turning back.
    “Are you sure you want this, Kara?”
    I stood before him, watching as the rippling muscles of his gorgeous body glided toward me. I slipped the thin straps of my dress off my shoulders before giving him my response.
    "Yes. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life."
    I pushed the fabric down my body, letting it drop from my thighs and pool at my feet. My nipples were hard and erect beneath my bra, my pussy filled with warm juices. I walked to Ethan and ran my hands over his muscular chest before standing on the tips of my toes to kiss him. As our lips met, my body broke out in goosebumps. He tasted warm and salty, like delicious sea water, his tongue lapping at mine. His smooth, hard arms wrapped around me and I was enveloped, my legs sliding up his body as his muscles lifted me up and held me close to him.
    If this was a dream, I didn't want to wake up.
    We kissed and kissed until he laid me gently, softly down on the bed, my long red hair cascading across the soft duck-feather pillows. Ethan slipped off my bra and drenched panties before moving down to my neatly-trimmed pussy. He ran his tongue up the length of my opening and I felt it part with his movements. I moaned out as stroked against my folds, darting his tongue into me then paying meticulous attention to my clit, already reddened from my earlier arousal.
    Aware of my sensitivity, he ran his tongue up and over my pubic bone before reaching my tight stomach. He licked at my navel, then worked his way up my body with soft, gentle kisses. It felt like snowflakes landing on skin, each touch of his lips wet and slightly cool, and when he reached my breasts his strong hands stroked at their sides and cupped them as he licked and sucked at my impossibly hard nipples.
    My moaning was uncontrollable and I found myself giggling, biting my finger at the sheer level of arousal. My pussy flooded with wetness again and again and, as he flicked his tongue up my neck and reached my mouth, he was inches from my face. I looked into those amazing eyes, wrapped my arms around him and spread my legs wide. "Fuck me," I gasped. "Fuck me, Ethan."
    Without hesitation, his cock slid deep into my saturated pussy. I cried out, not in pain but sheer ecstasy, as a hardness I had never experienced before parted me and stretched my inner walls, travelling deep into my soaked passage before withdrawing and thrusting in again. I gave myself to him completely, widening my legs to accommodate his ripped torso so that his cock could deliver stroke after stroke of sheer pleasure.
    He spread my arms outward and pinned me to the bed - not forcefully, but delicately. If I wanted to break free, he would let me, I knew that - but nothing was further from my mind. I let myself be spread-eagled, my fingers forming fists to pull at the cotton sheets beneath me. His cock was thick, easily