perfection. I took longer to look him over, seeing as I had never seen him naked before and he had seen me plenty of times. I decided that I never wanted him to wear clothes again, and I told him that. He laughed huskily and kissed me deeply. His hands continued to roam until they got to the place I wanted them the most. His fingers delved and I moaned into his mouth. He smiled and continued to stroke me and I moved against his hand. His mouth moved off of my own and continued its trail of kisses until it replaced his hands and had me grabbing his hair again. I spread me legs farther, giving him better access. His tongue licked and his teeth bit gently and I was in pure ecstasy. But I wanted to do something for him in return, for he had done this to me many times. I tugged at his hair and he lifted his head and slid back up to me.
I used my strength to flip him over so he was on his back. I took another minute to look him over again before touching him. It was amazing to be able to return what he did to me. To make him grab the bed sheets and clench his teeth and moan loudly. To have him jerking his hips reflexively and to drive him to the point of insanity was better than anything I could imagine. And before I could comprehend what was happening, he was on top of me again, perfectly positioned. He looked into my eyes with heavy lids. "I love you," he whispered again, and then he entered me. I let out a whimper and wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper. He held still momentarily before slowly moving. It was agonizing and I pulled myself closer to him, moving with him and not getting near enough. He dropped kisses on my neck as he whispered how much he loved me. And I tried to verbalize back to him the same, but I could hardly speak. My brain wasn't focusing on anything except the immense pleasure that he was giving to me. His eyes shut and his brow furrowed and he started moving faster. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight too him. I came before he did and with his continued movements it sent me over the edge again. He bit into my shoulder as he reached his climax and collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily.
We laid like that for awhile, trying to catch our breath and just enjoying the feeling of being so close. He rolled off of me and laid the sheet over us, gathering me into his arms before we both fell asleep.
Chapter Thirteen - Decisions
I woke up to Isaiah rubbing my bare back. His hands were like magic and I was reminded of the night before. A smile slowly crept to my face. What was I doing? What was he doing to me? Life had been so simple before he entered it. Now he came and mixed up my head and my feelings.
Before him there was just a dark void. The only room I had for emotions was saved for hate and bitterness, now this other emotion was bubbling up inside of me. Love? Had I honestly told him I loved him? I had told many people I loved them, but before it was never true. But this foreign sensation had to be what true love was. It was going to hurt when I lost him. How much longer could this really go on?
I buried my face in his chest and planted light kisses on it. "Good morning, beautiful," he said quietly. The word didn't shock me anymore, but sent a fluttering feeling in my stomach.
"Good morning," I mumbled sleepily. "Do we have to get out of bed today?" I asked and he chuckled.
"I won't make you, but I'm sure your bladder will," he said and I groaned. Just mentioning the word bladder made me have to go.
"Don't move, I'll be right back," I reluctantly rolled out of bed. I felt him stare at me as I walked to the restroom.
"I want to wake up to this every morning," he said in a sigh.
"Me having to pee?" I looked at him over my shoulder. He rolled his eyes.
"No, you walking around in nothing," his gaze traveled all over my body, stopping in certain areas and smiling smugly.
"Don't ever leave," I said simply and walked
I used my strength to flip him over so he was on his back. I took another minute to look him over again before touching him. It was amazing to be able to return what he did to me. To make him grab the bed sheets and clench his teeth and moan loudly. To have him jerking his hips reflexively and to drive him to the point of insanity was better than anything I could imagine. And before I could comprehend what was happening, he was on top of me again, perfectly positioned. He looked into my eyes with heavy lids. "I love you," he whispered again, and then he entered me. I let out a whimper and wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper. He held still momentarily before slowly moving. It was agonizing and I pulled myself closer to him, moving with him and not getting near enough. He dropped kisses on my neck as he whispered how much he loved me. And I tried to verbalize back to him the same, but I could hardly speak. My brain wasn't focusing on anything except the immense pleasure that he was giving to me. His eyes shut and his brow furrowed and he started moving faster. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight too him. I came before he did and with his continued movements it sent me over the edge again. He bit into my shoulder as he reached his climax and collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily.
We laid like that for awhile, trying to catch our breath and just enjoying the feeling of being so close. He rolled off of me and laid the sheet over us, gathering me into his arms before we both fell asleep.
Chapter Thirteen - Decisions
I woke up to Isaiah rubbing my bare back. His hands were like magic and I was reminded of the night before. A smile slowly crept to my face. What was I doing? What was he doing to me? Life had been so simple before he entered it. Now he came and mixed up my head and my feelings.
Before him there was just a dark void. The only room I had for emotions was saved for hate and bitterness, now this other emotion was bubbling up inside of me. Love? Had I honestly told him I loved him? I had told many people I loved them, but before it was never true. But this foreign sensation had to be what true love was. It was going to hurt when I lost him. How much longer could this really go on?
I buried my face in his chest and planted light kisses on it. "Good morning, beautiful," he said quietly. The word didn't shock me anymore, but sent a fluttering feeling in my stomach.
"Good morning," I mumbled sleepily. "Do we have to get out of bed today?" I asked and he chuckled.
"I won't make you, but I'm sure your bladder will," he said and I groaned. Just mentioning the word bladder made me have to go.
"Don't move, I'll be right back," I reluctantly rolled out of bed. I felt him stare at me as I walked to the restroom.
"I want to wake up to this every morning," he said in a sigh.
"Me having to pee?" I looked at him over my shoulder. He rolled his eyes.
"No, you walking around in nothing," his gaze traveled all over my body, stopping in certain areas and smiling smugly.
"Don't ever leave," I said simply and walked
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