Love of my life

IN HER WEB

"Faster, faster, oh, faster!"

He did as she told him, too enamoured by her entranced face, rendered even more angelic by the passion she was feeling, and by lust, which was making her perfect body tremble, thrust after thrust. By doing so, his member hit a spot he didn't reach before, and she screamed, as her orgasm took over her whole body. He cluched her slender body, gasping for air, as he followed suit.

"Oh, Vera!"

Patrick woke up, excited, already with a boner. He had dreamed about her, and just those images, so erotic, might have forced him to come in his sleep. Yeah, the sheets were soaked, but he was still hard. He had to justify that to his wife, so he made love to her as soon as she woke up for so long that he was sure she wouldn't even notice the mess on the bed as something that wasn't there before. His mind was fixed on Vera, obviously. He then had a shower and told his wife he had to fly to L. A. for three days for work reasons. Still in sex endorphines, Dagmara didn't even dare to question his actions. Then, he flew to Connecticut, near the set, and went to the shack he had brought Vera in, and started to prepare.

She arrived at 6:00 p.m. As soon as he opened the door for her, his jaw dropped. She was wearing a deep purple velvet dress, a tone so much matching her brown locks and blue eyes it looked like it was made for her. A golden belt hugged her perfect waist, enhancing her lithe figure. Her long hair, loose, reached her hip. He was so happy seeing her, he kissed her cheek.

"Dinner's ready, let's go to eat, shall we?"

She nodded, handing him her coat.

When she entered the kitchen, she was extatic. A fish dinner awaited them.

"How... Hw could you have done all this? There isn't a shove here..."

He smiled.

"I have my secrets" he said, pulling out a chair for her.

She tasted the salmon.

"Hmmm..."

"You like it?"

"This is amazing! I didn't know you could cook!"

"Just wait for dessert."

And dessert came.

A blueberry cake with whipped cream. Vera was exctatic.

After that, Patrick put on some classical music, and asked her to dance. They danced for an hour straight, each time getting closer. They then watched a movie together. Vera was so dangerously close to him that he feared she could notice his already erect member. Luckily she didn't. After the movie was over, she got up.

"I have to go."

"Yeah, sorry for keeping you for so long."

"Oh, no, it was lovely, thank you."

"You're welcome." Said Patrick, smiling.

Vera started to stroke his hair, and Patrick closed his eyes, enhaling at the contact. He pulled her close, looking her in the eyes so intensely as though to etch every feature of her gorgeous face, and the colour of those eyes, in his mind.

"This man... This man is so gentle, so kind, so unique. He was more of a man in the past five months than my husband ever was. Why can't I stop? Why can't I stop stroking his hair? Why can't I stop my lips?" She asked herself.

Her lips were approaching his, and Patrick stayed there until they almost brushed.

"No." He said, stopping her resolute.

Vera gave him a questioning look, and he said.

"I already said, I would not take advantage of you. I would not force you to have sex with me."

"You're not forcing me! I want it! But maybe, you've changed your mind?"

"No! Oh, no! Look!" He said, bringing her hand to his shoulder. "See how hard my muscles are? Just imagine how hard I am for you right now! I could take you now in this moment, fulfill my desire, but I won't. I LOVE you Vera, I don't only desire you! And... Oh I almost forgot... This is my token of love for you. Think of me each time you wear it, because I'll be doing the same."

Vera opened the box, and her eyes filled with tears. It was a sapphire necklace.

"It will match your diamond eyes. Let me help you." He put it on, and kissed her nape where before Renn's wound was. Vera hummed.

"Now go, please!" He said, his voice almost breaking.

Vera's heart burst in her chest when she closed the door, and she fell on the ground, crying.

Five seconds later, she felt the door opening behind her and a hand placed upon her shoulder. She turned to look at him. He was crying too.

She slowly stood up, cupped his face with her hands.

"God, please, forgive me!" she said.

"Forgive me, and free me from this love" Patrick continued.

And just like that, their mouths finally connected, Vera being soft and gentle and Patrick suddenly being passionate and desperate. He led her into the house, where night awaited them.