Reconciliation

The incessant drumming of the rain lashes the glass. A flash of lightning illuminates the interior, followed by a dull roar. Outside, the storm rages relentlessly, but it's nothing compared to what SHE carries inside.

She's collapsed on the couch, her eyes still red, trying to control her breathing—and, at the same time, that hurricane of emotions churning inside her. She regrets some of the things she said. As always happens when you blurt out heated words, without thinking, just to hurt.

Another flash of lightning illuminates the LIVING ROOM, but this time she is startled, not by the thunder, but by the silhouette she sees in the middle of the room…

…It’s HIM.
He stands there, motionless, staring at her. He's wearing only his underwear, and against the light his toned physique is already visible. His eyes are also red-rimmed. He takes a deep breath, staring at her. She looks up at him, and just that makes his eyes fill with tears again. Her suggestive curves are transparent beneath the fine silk of her nightgown. Seeing her cry always disarms him, and tonight is no exception.

He approaches, sits beside her. She shrinks like a child, moving away. He touches her face, wipes her tears, and only makes a sound:
— Shhhhh…
She obeys. They draw closer. And finally, they kiss.

A tender, sweet kiss. Words are unnecessary. Tenderness gives way to passion. Their hands explore each other with hunger, desire... and a touch of rage, too. He runs his mouth over her neck, moves down to her breasts, slides back the thin strap of her nightgown, and frees those beautiful breasts of hers. He kisses them, caresses them. Her nipples harden like rocks.

— Ahhhh… —She arches in pleasure as he continues descending. He kisses her belly, continues going down… until he reaches her wetness. He begins kissing her there, his tongue exploring every fold…

" Ah! " She writhes, explodes, digs her nails into his head, his back. He stares into her eyes. Gazes that pierce like daggers.

Now he stands up, stands in front of her, and pulls down his underwear. He has a terrifying erection, hard as marble. Before she can recover from her orgasm, he's already taking her. He moves hard, fast, with passion... and a hint of suppressed rage.

She grabs his buttocks, pushing him deeper inside her, causing him to thrust harder, more wildly.

— Ahhhh! —They burst at the same time.

And again, they look at each other.

- I love you.