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Him: “I’ll be there at 10, babe. Be ready for me ”
It’s the same story I’ve heard too many times before, and being the hopeless romantic that I am I want to believe that maybe this time will be different. I like to think that my feelings for him are being returned because when we are together it just feels right. Hence the “hopeless” to my romantic. I glance at the clock for the hundredth time and sigh. 11:26 pm. An hour and twenty-six minutes isn’t that long right? There is that chance that maybe he got held up at work or had car problems. Like accidentally driving into the river? I mean…it could happen.
I laugh to myself and shake my head, knowing I’m being ridiculous when the doorbell goes off. Standing quickly, I shuffle to the entryway, stopping to check myself in the mirror. With my hand on the door I close my eyes and try to slow my racing heart. Every time it’s like this, like it’s the first time I’m seeing him. The same butterflies floating around in my stomach and the giddy anticipation as to what the night might hold. Taking a deep breath, I slide the lock free and turn the doorknob, a smile coming to my face when I see him standing there. Catching my bottom lip between my teeth, I look him over quickly. His tall muscular body standing in front of me in loose, but nicely fitting jeans, and a plain grey shirt stretched across his chest. Light brown hair tousled by the breeze and his soft hazel eyes burning with desire.
“Hey you--oh!” My sentence is cut short as he grabs me to him. He walks through the threshold to press my back against the wall, and then pushes the door closed with his foot. Grabbing my wrists in his hands, he holds them gently by my head as his lips travel down my neck. As his breath heats my skin I can’t help but think that it’s always like this as well. Almost frantic to have contact with each other. Before I thought it was just the desire we had between us, but lately I haven’t been so sure. His knee nudges my legs apart making the dark blue silk robe I had slipped on start to come undone. With it hanging partially open I can feel the contrast of the air conditioned room and his warm body against me, and it’s an interesting sensation. Half of my body on fire with the other half cooled, and in the middle it’s this…electricity.
“If only you knew the thoughts I had about you today baby…I don’t even want to wait to be inside you.” He whispers softly, making his lips brush against the sensitive skin of my neck.
I let my head fall to the side, enjoying his words as my body longs for his touch. I grab his hand, knowing I don’t want to wait any more than he does, and I lead him down my hall. As we pass the living room I can hear him kicking off his shoes and then the release of his zipper on his jeans. Once again I bite my bottom lip happily, then I turn to smile at him as I walk backwards into the bedroom. His hands go to my shoulders pushing the robe, now completely open, off of my body then gently pushes me back onto the bed.
Our hands move together, but in different ways. I reach out to grab the hem of his shirt so I can pull it over his head, and he reaches up to cover my breasts with his calloused hands before flicking his thumbs over my pebbled nipples. I pull his shirt off and toss it to the floor so I can wrap my arms around his neck, bringing his body down on to mine slowly. I run my lips over his jaw line and down his neck, loving the taste of his skin. I slide my hands across his back to the band of his boxers, feeling his hard length pressing against me.
“God girl, you drive me nuts…mmm.” He groans out against the skin where my shoulder and neck meet, pushing my hands away so he can drag his boxers off himself. I smile up at him as he reaches over to my nightstand, grabbing a foil packet out of the drawer before holding it to my mouth.
“Bite down baby.” He says as he runs his shaft through my pussy lips, thoroughly coating it as I take the corner of the condom packet between my teeth. He pulls it away and grabs the piece in I tore and throws it to the floor as he slides the condom free. I look at him and see a smile on his face as he tosses the now empty packet to the floor as well. I sigh in pleasure as he rubs his condom covered tip over my sensitive clit, making my hips buck in anticipation.
I look up at his face hoping for a sign that he is feeling what I am, but all I see is his eyes locked on what he is doing. I gasp in shocked pleasure as he quickly slides inside me, my inner muscles tensing around his shaft at the sudden entry. I slide my hands over his shoulders wanting to continue down his arms, but he grabs mine and holds them above my head on the bed. I hear him make a noise when he pulls out of me leaving just the tip sitting inside. That’s when he looks up at me and I understand what this is to him.
My heart cracks a little as he thrusts hard in to me. My body enjoying the full sensation of him with my mind telling my mouth to let out the sounds of pleasure that my nerves are picking up on, but my heart aches. His eyes are locked on mine, and in them is undeniable pleasure. His hips starting to flex as he slides in and out of me, and I shut my mind off wanting to give in to the pleasure of my body. I wrap my right leg around his hip as he hooks his arm under my left leg and lifts it. The change in position opens me up more to feel him completely inside me. I toss my head back moaning in pleasure as I clench around his shaft, the movement making him groan.
The sound of our bodies coming together are mixed with our moans and groans. Breath getting shallow and our hearts pounding, as my legs tremble…I can feel myself getting closer to that orgasmic edge. I throw my arms out to the sides, gripping the comforter in my fists as my body tenses up. He lets go of my leg and grabs my shoulder so he can pull my body into his thrusts, knowing exactly what sends me over the edge.
“Oh god baby, I’m going to cum.” I pant out as soon as my body lets go. My muscles clamp down on him when he thrusts completely inside of me. His groan of release spurring my orgasm on even harder. My body starts trembling as he falls on top of me with his quick breaths filling my ear. I wrap my arms around him, stroking his sweat slick back and the back of his head. Smiling contently at his weight on top of me and the feel of his throbbing cock nestled inside me.
“Mm, it’s always good with you, girl.” He says as he pushes off of me and heads to the bathroom. I roll over on my stomach and grab my wipes so I can clean myself up before sliding under my sheets. Watching him through the open bathroom door I grin to myself. Even sweaty and out of breath, he is the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. And it’s not just his looks, but it’s how I feel when we are together. He makes me feel like I’m the only girl in the world. When he looks at me it’s like I’m the only one he ever thinks about, but I know deep down that is not the case. He strolls over to the bed and slides into be next to me, getting comfortable by putting his hands under his head. As he shifts one leg out of the covers I move over and lay my head on his shoulder. Resting my hand on his chest while I tangle my legs in to him, I look up at his face.
That’s when my head decides to chime in again. It’s always me embracing him. I’m always the one to initiate contact if it’s non-sexual. Even now, when I am wrapped around him, his hands are away. I feel as if I’m still banging on the wall surrounding him, begging to be let in. Can he not see that my heart is in those hands he keeps away from me? That my mind is ruled by him every time he is around me?
I watch him with a restless mind. His eyes are closed and his breathing is even, which tells me that he is sleeping. I reach up and caress his cheek, smiling sadly as I understand what my heart is screaming at me.
With my hand still on his cheek I softly whisper, “You don’t love me like I love you…but I love you enough to not care. I mean something to you because you come here, make love to me, and then sleep. I just don’t know if that’s enough anymore.”
Placing a kiss to his chest before I roll over so I am facing away from him with my back pressing in to his side, I close my eyes. I can still feel the tingling in my body from the pleasure of him just as I can feel my heart ache for the man who loves many, just not me.
It’s the same story I’ve heard too many times before, and being the hopeless romantic that I am I want to believe that maybe this time will be different. I like to think that my feelings for him are being returned because when we are together it just feels right. Hence the “hopeless” to my romantic. I glance at the clock for the hundredth time and sigh. 11:26 pm. An hour and twenty-six minutes isn’t that long right? There is that chance that maybe he got held up at work or had car problems. Like accidentally driving into the river? I mean…it could happen.
I laugh to myself and shake my head, knowing I’m being ridiculous when the doorbell goes off. Standing quickly, I shuffle to the entryway, stopping to check myself in the mirror. With my hand on the door I close my eyes and try to slow my racing heart. Every time it’s like this, like it’s the first time I’m seeing him. The same butterflies floating around in my stomach and the giddy anticipation as to what the night might hold. Taking a deep breath, I slide the lock free and turn the doorknob, a smile coming to my face when I see him standing there. Catching my bottom lip between my teeth, I look him over quickly. His tall muscular body standing in front of me in loose, but nicely fitting jeans, and a plain grey shirt stretched across his chest. Light brown hair tousled by the breeze and his soft hazel eyes burning with desire.
“Hey you--oh!” My sentence is cut short as he grabs me to him. He walks through the threshold to press my back against the wall, and then pushes the door closed with his foot. Grabbing my wrists in his hands, he holds them gently by my head as his lips travel down my neck. As his breath heats my skin I can’t help but think that it’s always like this as well. Almost frantic to have contact with each other. Before I thought it was just the desire we had between us, but lately I haven’t been so sure. His knee nudges my legs apart making the dark blue silk robe I had slipped on start to come undone. With it hanging partially open I can feel the contrast of the air conditioned room and his warm body against me, and it’s an interesting sensation. Half of my body on fire with the other half cooled, and in the middle it’s this…electricity.
“If only you knew the thoughts I had about you today baby…I don’t even want to wait to be inside you.” He whispers softly, making his lips brush against the sensitive skin of my neck.
I let my head fall to the side, enjoying his words as my body longs for his touch. I grab his hand, knowing I don’t want to wait any more than he does, and I lead him down my hall. As we pass the living room I can hear him kicking off his shoes and then the release of his zipper on his jeans. Once again I bite my bottom lip happily, then I turn to smile at him as I walk backwards into the bedroom. His hands go to my shoulders pushing the robe, now completely open, off of my body then gently pushes me back onto the bed.
Our hands move together, but in different ways. I reach out to grab the hem of his shirt so I can pull it over his head, and he reaches up to cover my breasts with his calloused hands before flicking his thumbs over my pebbled nipples. I pull his shirt off and toss it to the floor so I can wrap my arms around his neck, bringing his body down on to mine slowly. I run my lips over his jaw line and down his neck, loving the taste of his skin. I slide my hands across his back to the band of his boxers, feeling his hard length pressing against me.
“God girl, you drive me nuts…mmm.” He groans out against the skin where my shoulder and neck meet, pushing my hands away so he can drag his boxers off himself. I smile up at him as he reaches over to my nightstand, grabbing a foil packet out of the drawer before holding it to my mouth.
“Bite down baby.” He says as he runs his shaft through my pussy lips, thoroughly coating it as I take the corner of the condom packet between my teeth. He pulls it away and grabs the piece in I tore and throws it to the floor as he slides the condom free. I look at him and see a smile on his face as he tosses the now empty packet to the floor as well. I sigh in pleasure as he rubs his condom covered tip over my sensitive clit, making my hips buck in anticipation.
I look up at his face hoping for a sign that he is feeling what I am, but all I see is his eyes locked on what he is doing. I gasp in shocked pleasure as he quickly slides inside me, my inner muscles tensing around his shaft at the sudden entry. I slide my hands over his shoulders wanting to continue down his arms, but he grabs mine and holds them above my head on the bed. I hear him make a noise when he pulls out of me leaving just the tip sitting inside. That’s when he looks up at me and I understand what this is to him.
My heart cracks a little as he thrusts hard in to me. My body enjoying the full sensation of him with my mind telling my mouth to let out the sounds of pleasure that my nerves are picking up on, but my heart aches. His eyes are locked on mine, and in them is undeniable pleasure. His hips starting to flex as he slides in and out of me, and I shut my mind off wanting to give in to the pleasure of my body. I wrap my right leg around his hip as he hooks his arm under my left leg and lifts it. The change in position opens me up more to feel him completely inside me. I toss my head back moaning in pleasure as I clench around his shaft, the movement making him groan.
The sound of our bodies coming together are mixed with our moans and groans. Breath getting shallow and our hearts pounding, as my legs tremble…I can feel myself getting closer to that orgasmic edge. I throw my arms out to the sides, gripping the comforter in my fists as my body tenses up. He lets go of my leg and grabs my shoulder so he can pull my body into his thrusts, knowing exactly what sends me over the edge.
“Oh god baby, I’m going to cum.” I pant out as soon as my body lets go. My muscles clamp down on him when he thrusts completely inside of me. His groan of release spurring my orgasm on even harder. My body starts trembling as he falls on top of me with his quick breaths filling my ear. I wrap my arms around him, stroking his sweat slick back and the back of his head. Smiling contently at his weight on top of me and the feel of his throbbing cock nestled inside me.
“Mm, it’s always good with you, girl.” He says as he pushes off of me and heads to the bathroom. I roll over on my stomach and grab my wipes so I can clean myself up before sliding under my sheets. Watching him through the open bathroom door I grin to myself. Even sweaty and out of breath, he is the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. And it’s not just his looks, but it’s how I feel when we are together. He makes me feel like I’m the only girl in the world. When he looks at me it’s like I’m the only one he ever thinks about, but I know deep down that is not the case. He strolls over to the bed and slides into be next to me, getting comfortable by putting his hands under his head. As he shifts one leg out of the covers I move over and lay my head on his shoulder. Resting my hand on his chest while I tangle my legs in to him, I look up at his face.
That’s when my head decides to chime in again. It’s always me embracing him. I’m always the one to initiate contact if it’s non-sexual. Even now, when I am wrapped around him, his hands are away. I feel as if I’m still banging on the wall surrounding him, begging to be let in. Can he not see that my heart is in those hands he keeps away from me? That my mind is ruled by him every time he is around me?
I watch him with a restless mind. His eyes are closed and his breathing is even, which tells me that he is sleeping. I reach up and caress his cheek, smiling sadly as I understand what my heart is screaming at me.
With my hand still on his cheek I softly whisper, “You don’t love me like I love you…but I love you enough to not care. I mean something to you because you come here, make love to me, and then sleep. I just don’t know if that’s enough anymore.”
Placing a kiss to his chest before I roll over so I am facing away from him with my back pressing in to his side, I close my eyes. I can still feel the tingling in my body from the pleasure of him just as I can feel my heart ache for the man who loves many, just not me.
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