Thirty-One

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⬻Damien⤖

"Good morning", her sweet voice entered my ears and I rolled over to face her. Her bright eyes reflected the light coming in from the windows in my room. The sheet draped across her body and I ran my hand through her thick hair. She opened her eyes, sighing,  and smiled back at me.

"Is this a dream?" I asked her hoping it wasn't. She looked at me and bit her bottom lip. She smirked and shook her head playfully.  She was breathtaking there in the light, "You're the  most gorgeous thing I have ever seen in my entire life", I confessed to her.  She rolled her eyes and moved onto her back. I moved across the open space to her and lightly laid my body on top of hers. I used my arms to hold me over her chest and she took her hands and held me there looking at her.

I kissed her forehead and then her cheeks. I  heard her giggle under me and I loved it. I kissed her all over with a bit of force and then to her neck. She started to squirm and I let my body fall onto her gently to hold her in place. Her hands moved to my torso and she laughed again.

"Are you sure I'm not dreaming?" I asked her as I drew the sheet off of her. I looked down at her body and felt myself spring to life.

"I want to tell you something and I don't want you to freak out okay?" she said  and I kissed her softly on her breast. She squirmed  and pushed my face  up to look into  her eyes.

"You could never, ever freak me out", I professed to her honestly. I grabbed a hold of her breast and thought about the night before. I remembered the way her body moved with mine, the way her breath would hitch with me inside her. I looked into her eyes and she kissed me warmly. Her hands moved down to my ass and I feel her cup me.  "Don't tell me you want to do something to my ass, cause then I would take it back, that is a bit too freaky for me", I stated playfully.

Her hands squeezed me and I laughed with her this time.  "I wanted to tell you that I love you, you goof", she said quickly under me. I feel my chest beat vigorously and my blood  pressure soar and I pulled her to my body so there is no space between us. I hooked her eyes with mine and she waited for my response. 

I know I love her, I could feel it in my bones. Every time I'm around her I wanted to inhale every molecule of her being. I wanted to hold her all the time and kiss her without warrant. I knew that my soul and hers were meant to be together but I wanted to make sure she was really honest with me. After our night of lovemaking I knew there was a change but I wasn't really ready to hear her share her sentiments. I felt the need to play with her though, to make her sweat a bit. 

Her hands let go of me and I could tell I was losing her to the silence. I smiled at her and brought my lips to her ear. "Are you sure you love me or  my taut ass", I asked her playfully. Her hands came back to my ass and she gave me a smack. I laughed and found her lips. I pulled her to me and rolled us on our sides. I invaded her mouth with my tongue and she pushed hers  into to my mouth. I wanted to have every inch of her until the day I died. I was consumed like a lost drifter and she was my home, my sanctuary.

She pulled us apart and I had to have her again. Her hands cupped my face again and she looked into me,  "I'm serious".

I took her hand and pulled it to my chest. "If you didn't know it  already, I guess I'll say it outloud then", I kissed her sweetly, "I do love you". She smiled and let out a deep breath. "In fact, I more than love you", I confessed scared that she may not be ready yet. She looked at me with her doe eyes. She shook her head playfully and I whispered closely to her, "I love you, Maggie".

She looked at me as if she's searching my soul for the truth. She'll find it, for sure. No doubt in my mind that this is what love is supposed to feel like. She blinked slowly and I heard her breathe in and out calming her nerves, I took her closer and pushed my lips to her and felt my body erupt with happiness. My blood coursed through me at ten fold with pressure and lightness at the same time.

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