At least I hope it was only the first
Instead of a cheap motel we got a decent one with a king sized bed and a fireplace. He poured the champagne and we toasted to our...what? I don't know what.
As soon as we walked through the door we were in each others arms. For the first time. Oh, we'd hugged, and kissed, but this was different. We're in a relationship now. We are a couple. And we were holding each other in the bright of day in a hotel room.
He pinned me against a wall and kissed me. It was amazing. His passion for me sweeps me off my feet.
The sex was mind blowing. I was more limber than I have been in years. And he touched me everywhere, actually getting excited when he touched me. When he put his fingers inside me my heart beat wildly.
Then he entered me. It was everything I had anticipated. And when he emptied into me, he looked into my eyes. He was with me, not using me. It was incredible.
Lying together afterward, listening to music, a very special song came on. We just held each other and listened. It was so tender. I didn't expect tender. Three months ago, I didn't expect sex.
What a beautiful mess I'm in.
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