Another Night Of Fright

Real love.

Dylan continues kissing me. This time it feels natural and right not like with my brother. He smiles strips me of my shirt and him of his. "Your room?" He adds and I grab his shirt and mine and run. He playfully chases me up the stairs and into my room. "I love you Dylan." I kiss him and throw the shirts on the floor. Grab his abs that look so bruised and sore. And he wiggles. "What's wrong?" I ask. "They are fresh they still hurt baby. I'm sorry." He answers truthfully. "It's okay." I lay on my bed and sit and stare at his amazing body. "Like what you see?" He jokes I nod being honest. He kisses me and my neck and I smile. This feels so right. I'm not tied up and I really do love him. I run my hands right through his hair. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Dylan adds filled with concern. "Yes Dylan I'm sure but you are so bruised are you?" I answer he shakes his head yes. I kiss his bruises and grab his waist very lightly so I don't hurt him. He flips me on top of him and he kisses my abs and up to my boobs trying to unhook my bra. I help and slide it off. I lay on top of him and he smiles. He's so warm and loving. He kisses the top of my head and sit back up. I unbuckle his belt and his button and he stops me.  I give him a confused look and he picks me up shuts the door and lays me down. Now he's sitting on top of me. And he unbuckles my pants and pulls them down. We strip each other and we stare at each other for so long. We are amazed at how people so different can fall In love. "I love you Erin. Are you ready?" Dylan states. "Love you too baby" I answer and nod.