Reed continued making love with me. After we finished another round in bed, he swiftly carried me to the bathroom where he placed me inside the tub. I continued to give in, or maybe I was satisfying my own needs too. By this point, I do not care. All I want is for Reed to take me as I make him mine too.
He let the tub fill up with warm water as he began kissing me again. This time, he was sitting inside the tub, his back close to where the water was coming from. I was sitting on his lap, facing him as I held his face, kissing him.
I moved my face away as I tasted something salty coming from his cheeks. Reed was crying.
“Oh, Love.” I hugged him, buried his head close to where my heart was. He was breaking down.
“My Dad is gone, Elara.” He began sobbing, almost hysterically over my ches
