Lena's POV
God did I missed that woman. There's no word to describe how alive she makes me feels. I simply feel complete again when she's so close to me. She's beautiful, and I plan on making her feel just as good as she made me feel, so I kissed her.
I roll on my side to slide my hand along her face, down her neck and keep kissing her sweet lips that still taste like my cum. I slide my hand back in her short hair, and that sensation I swear is the best, the softest, I absolutely love it.
Finally, I could feel her again. How in the hell did we drift apart when we can make such beautiful love like this? I feel even more stupid now than before. She's my everything, why did I thought that I could feel at least a little bit good in another woman's arms? That is beyond me. It makes no sense.
I open my mouth and let her slide her tongue in as I position myself on top of her. I'm naked, but she still has her pajama's on as I trail kisses on her jawline down to her neck when I felt her body tense a little, I open my eyes but keep kissing her until she pushed me off of her and sit up.
"Lena, I... I'm sorry, I can't..." she says, sitting up and sliding her hands into her hair as I sit next to her.
"What? What is it babe?" I ask for we were so good, close like this.
"I... I just can't, okay." she says as she stands up and I can't let her go just like this. I don't want this moment to end. I want to make love to my wife; I want to spend the night in her arms. Just one night where she decides not to be angry at me.
"Baby, wait. Honey, look at me, look at me." I say as I grab her hand and stand up, putting myself in front of her so she wouldn't go.
"Tell me what's in your head. Tell me, babe." I say, looking into her troubled eyes.
"Lena..." she sighs.
"Please." I say back.
"I... I can't erase the image of... of you and her in my head... I can't stop thinking about it... I... I hate it." she says, desperate by the fact that I did this to her.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry baby, but please, let me help you. Let me help you get this image out of your head. I can do it babe, I can." I almost beg.
"But how?" she says, very close to cry by now, but I know she won't, not now.
"With my love. Because I love you Stef, with all my heart, with every fiber of my body. I'm still so crazy in love with you baby."
"Only me?" she asks in such a vulnerable voice.
"Only you, I swear. It has always been you since the day I saw you at that bench, and it will always be only you until my last breath, I promise you that. I'll never ever stop loving you and only you. Forever my love." I say, looking deeply into her eyes as she was becoming sensitive and with that, I kiss her, stepping forward to make her step back toward the bed while I unbutton her pajama shirt, take off her pants and panties, and then push my naked wife on our bed...
I get on top of her, between her legs as I keep kissing her lips endlessly until it becomes hard to breath, and we are forced to pull apart.
"You smell so good, baby." I whisper as I kiss down her neck, breathing her in as if it's the first time that I touch her body. And that body, dear God is a masterpiece. She's so curvy and sexy and hot, and her skin... Lord do I love that skin as I slide my hand all over her thigh, her side and I lick her neck up behind her ear as she shivers and squirms under my touch.
I slide down just a little to be able to reach her chest with my mouth as I start taking good care of her breasts, of her sweet and hard pink nipples that I lick and suck while my hand can't stop wondering to her ass. I can now feel how wet she is when I suck on her nipple and her hip lift from the bed making me feel her pussy on my lower belly.
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Love Languages (BY: Book 2)
FanfictionWhat would've happened after Stef found out about what happened between Lena and Monte? Without the cancer scare, would Stef be so quick to forgive and forget? This book is the sequel to my other book "Before You", I suggest you read it before this...