The A-Z Of Sex (Complete)

The Things We Do For Love

It's 3.05 am and I'm lying tangled between Shawn and the sheets of his bed

It's two hours since he finally exhausted himself so much that he had to stop making love to me so that he could rest which means it's been two hours of me staring at him, wondering first, how God ever made a creature as beautiful as him and then second how he saw fit to give him to someone like me

I roll onto my side, the sheet draped over only my waist and legs and I push my fingers into his beautiful brown curls, my centre clenching tight and then flooding with heat as I remember all the ways he moved over and under me to give himself the most spectacular 'sex hair' I ever saw in my life

I watch as his luscious long lashes lie peacefully against the perfect skin of his cheeks and love how pink his cheeks are, my centre beginning to ache as my memory rewinds back to how pink and damp his face was a few hours earlier as he'd hooked both of my legs around his neck and taken me whilst on his knees, the way he had bitten down on the plump, pink, bottom lip as his face contorted in the pleasure that my body was giving to his

Taking my finger I trace around his lips and then place a gentle kiss upon them and then to each side of them before dropping my nose to his and rubbing it gently in an 'Eskimo kiss'

My man looks so peaceful, so 'at peace' as though the weight of everything he carries with him throughout the day has magically disappeared.

I drop a finger under his chin and then lift it slightly and then kiss his mouth again, only harder this time whilst running my tongue gently over the seam of his lips

"I love you" I whisper as I push his curls back from his forehead and then place tiny kisses down his throat

'I'm going to fix this for you' is my silent promise to him

I push the sheet from his chest and then lay my palm flat over the place I know his heart lies below and then close my eyes and just listen to it beating in the darkness, imagining in my mind that each beat is whispering my name.

I trail my nails from his chest to the scar that lies low down on his stomach and I feel myself tense with the idea of him ever suffering any pain and then my mind goes to the pain that could be inflicted on him if he doesn't pay the money he owes and I drop my cheek to his chest, listening to his heart beat against me and terrified of what I would do if It ever stopped

"I love you" I whisper again and then gasp as his large hand curls to cover mine which still lies on his stomach

"I love you too Teddy" he whispers, his voice quiet and still rough with sleep as he lifts my hand from his stomach and then moves it to the covers between his legs "Surprise" he whispers as it lands on his hardness and we both giggle as he threads his fingers into my hair and then pulls my lips to his and I have never felt so much in my life

So much love...

So much adoration...

So much want and desire...

So much protectiveness...

And then so much fear

I love Shawn with everything I have and I can't lose him. No matter what it takes, no matter what I have to do or give up or give over I will do it so I know in the end he will be mine forever and I will forever be his

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I shouldn't be here, I know I shouldn't, every part of me is screaming that I shouldn't, but my legs keep walking forward, my heart pounding to the sound of Shawns name

I push the large door open and then walk down the sterile corridor to the smaller door, it's black with a silver sign that reads her name...

I heave in a breath and without giving myself a chance to think about or re-think my decision I knock hard and then hate how I suddenly feel uncontrollably nervous