SHAPES UNSPOKEN

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HAPPY READING 🥰

Sean Britto

The feelings she arouses in me when she told me how she felt were incredible. It blew my mind when she said those words to me. I knew she felt something, but I didn't know she would fall in love.

She feels amazing and so tight. I wanted to wait until I settled my divorce, but the way she looks at me-and all the emotions that were aroused today-I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to feel her.

I know she's afraid and nervous about us and about what we are doing, but I'm never going to hurt her. I have to put her anxiety to rest. She was so brave in the beginning, but after seeing me naked it made her timid because of that coward.

"Breathe, Annabelle. Look at me, baby. I'm not going to hurt you."

She opens her eyes and I don't move. I want her to become comfortable and adjust to my length. She gazes up at me, the emotions in her eyes telling me she needs reassurance.

"If you want me to stop, just say the words, beautiful lady."

"Don't... stop. Take me," she mumbles.

I need to make her feel safe.

"I'm not going to move until you've adjusted and relaxed."

I stay still, letting my eyes do the talking as I stare into the depths of her soul through hers.

Her eyes search mine, looking for comfort and solace. That's all I want in this moment-to make her understand there is a better way of pleasuring her than what she knows.

Finally, her hands release from digging into my back and she presses my rear into her. I take that as my cue to begin moving.

I ease all the way into her tight honey pot.

"Ahhh," she moans, and I immediately stop.

Her leg wraps around my waist, moving slightly.

Slowly I begin to thrust into her, worshipping her neck and shoulders with my kisses. She moans and holds me close as I caress her perfect-sized breasts, taking one into my mouth and adoring it with my tongue.

Her nails drag across my back as she grips my neck, and I know immediately she is becoming impatient-she needs me to move faster.

"Patience, baby. I don't want to hurt you."

With slow, steady thrusts I keep my pace, moving deep into her. She moans and whimpers my name as she caresses my body.

Ecstasy begins to fill me and I groan, picking up my tempo. I glide in and out of her, thrust after thrust. My hands move around her shoulders, holding her close as I continue moving inside her.

I press my lips to hers, kissing her passionately, feeling every last bit of her. When I break the kiss, her moans fill the silent room.

She seems to be enjoying herself now, beginning to move beneath me, encouraging me to go harder.

I pick up my pace, pressing powerful thrusts into her. I feel her clenching around me as she trembles. Her legs shake and her entire body vibrates beneath mine.

Excitement pulses through me as I climax deep inside her, right after she does.

Afterward, I remove myself from between her legs and pull her close to me, breathing heavily. We lie there quietly for a while.

Five minutes pass and she still hasn't said anything, and I begin to worry.

Just as I'm about to break the silence, she speaks.

"That was amazing. I've never felt this way before."

"Trust me, baby," I say softly, "you haven't experienced anything yet. I'm not even started with you."

She blushes and buries her head in my chest.

I chuckle. "So you're shy now?"

I'm not comparing her to anyone-but she was extraordinary.

"Was it any good for you?" she asks nervously.

"If you missed the smile on my face, beautiful lady, it was extraordinary. And I can't wait until I'm all in you again."

I take her hand, kissing her palm and playing with her fingers as we lie there talking about our feelings for each other.

Eventually, I slowly drift off to sleep with my beautiful lady in my arms.

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The Next Morning

The next morning I wake up before Annabelle and go to Steph's room. He's awake, playing with his Spider-Man action figure. I take this as my opportunity to talk to him.

"Hey buddy, you hungry?"

"Good morning, Daddy. No, Miss Sarah made milk for me."

"Good. Did you drink all of it?"

"Sure did, Dad. Miss Sarah makes the best milk."

"Steph, there's something I need to talk to you about."

He looks up at me curiously.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No buddy. Nothing's wrong, and you didn't do anything wrong. Just father-son talk."

"Oh. Dad... I like Miss Annabelle."

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. You see, your mom and I are-"

"Having a divorce," he says quickly.

I sit there in shock. He already knows what's going on between his mom and me.

"How did you know, buddy?"

"I heard all the fights months ago. All the arguments with you and Mom. Dad, I'm not dumb. When Mom left she took all her things. Jason's dad took all his stuff when he and Jason's mom fought and they got a divorce."

"Why didn't you tell me, son? I saw how you cried. I didn't want to hurt you."

"Hurt me? You're too grown for me," he says simply. "How do you feel about it?"

"I was sad at first," he admits. "But I love being in Denver, Colorado. I didn't feel sad anymore."

"I want you to know your mom and I love you very much. No matter what, you can talk to both of us anytime."

"What about Miss Anna? Can I talk to her?"

"As long as she's here, you can. So you like Miss Anna?" I tease.

"I know she's your girlfriend," he says casually, "so I'll slow down the moves, Dad."

I laugh and shake my head. My son is too grown for his age and very observant. I couldn't be more thankful that I didn't have to say too much-he already understands what's happening around him.

For this very reason, I cannot hate Cindy.

"Your mom wants you to spend the day with her."

"Mom is sad because she's not living with me anymore," he says thoughtfully. "So I can cheer her up."

"You sure can. She's very happy when you're around."

"When can I go?"

"Miss Sarah will drop you off after you shower."

"Okay, Dad."

"I love you, buddy."

He hugs me tightly.

"I love you too, Dad."