She stayed the night. She knew she shouldn't but she couldn't help herself.She knew she was in love, right or wrong thats just the way it was. She knew the feeling wasn't reciprocated, she knew that for him it was just sex, but she didn't care. Her desire for him was beyond even her comprehension. She wanted to know that feeling just one more time. That feeling when their bodies came together, when she could feel his need for her, when his mind went over the edge with desire and he called out her name.
He wanted her to stay this one last time. He knew he shouldn't ask it of her. He was in love with her.He knew the feeling wasn't reciprocated but he didn't care. He wanted her one last time. He wanted to feel her softness, smell her scent,feel her desire as she came over and over to his touch.
They had set the stage well, fireplace, starlit sky, wine, and lots of soft pillows gathered together in front of the fire. They sat quietly both lost in their thoughts, both thinking they knew what the other felt. Both feeling the end of a relationship was close.
Both feeling too scared to let the other know how they really felt. All those wonderful feelings bottled up inside but both too frightened to let them out.
It began with a kiss, soft, tentative, and sweet. The desire gradually increased as they touched; softly, tentatively. Then the heat intensified and built. His hands reached out for her touching her face, her neck, her breasts. He felt her arrousal as he began to fondle and to take. He contiued on his journey over her body, moving down her slight, slim torso to her heated center. He felt her moistness as his fingers invaded her, he watched her rise as her eyes closed and her mouth parted. She was so intuned to his touch, his need, his desire.
She ran her hands down his torso feeling the cut of his shoulders, his slim waist and the bulge below it. She loved his body, the strength, the masculinity of him. She always came alive with his touch and could feel his desire. Her hands wrapped around his manhood, feeling the hardness, stroking it gently. Her mouth followed her hands as her lips enveloped him. She heard him gasp with pleasure as she took him down, feeling him reaching the back of her throat, still deeper she swallowed him making his moans deepen and his hands pulled her mouth to his.
His tongue diving into her mouth, forcing her to let him in deeper and deeper. His mouth sucking at her nipples, biting as they hardened more. His mouth reaching her center and pushing her legs apart. His tongue licking ravenously as he found her wet and ready. His tongue entering her deeply as it was her that now moaned out in ecstacy, arching once again as she came to his touch.
He would take her now, as his mouth came up to reach hers once again. His rock hard member entered her with suddenness and fury. His hips pounding against hers, his body wet with sweat as he quvered just for a second.And then he came; with force, with desire , with passion. He knew what he was feeling, he could no longer question it.
He entered her now with overwheling force, Her hips moved with the rhythm he established and she felt him quiver as he began to cum, filling her deeper and deeper with his warm cum. She felt herself rising up and over the edge as he took her higher still. She knew what she was feeling she could no longer question it.
Could they risk it, could they take the chance of not having that feeling returned??? Their eyes met and they both knew. They looked deeply and in unison they whispered what they had not dared to express before.........."I love you." They lay in front of the fire, both feeling the realization of what they had just said, knowing how close they had come to letting it slip away. They couldn't, wouldn't let that happen,not now, not ever.