Life

Chapter 11

I caress his cheeks.

"Babe, as long as it's you, I won't be hurt. I trust you and I love you."

Hunter caresses my hands and has this expression that I have never seen before.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to regret this choice."

"I'm positive." I give off a comforting, warm smile and he gently kisses me.

"What are you gonna do about Matt?"

"I will hang out with him. If he tries to pull any moves, I'll tell it to him straight up that I have a boyfriend." 

Hunter holds me tight and begins to caress my body. I feel there is something wrong here but at the same time there isn't. I can't fully explain my emotions at all. Everything is becoming weak and it feels really good. Hunter lays me down on the bed gently.

All the stress, the pain, the nightmares, everything slithers away like it never wanted to exist. Hunter makes things feel amazing. He hovers over me and once again, checks to see if I'm really ready. I told him if he asks me one more time, I will smack him. He laughs and slowly caresses me. 

"Ah! Hunter!"

"Are you OK?!"

"I'll be fine. It's OK."

"No, I can tell you're in a lot of pain."

"No, Hunter, please. I'm fine. I promise. I told you...it's OK."

Hunter sighs and gently moves. It hurts a bit but I feel weird. My body will get used to this soon. He is being gentle with me. Hunter kisses me roughly as he makes love. The sensation is driving me insane. I never knew this feeling existed. Love. I feel flustered. Overwhelmed. Hunter, I love you.

Twenty minutes go by and Hunter and I are tangled together. Literally. His arms are wrapped tightly around my body while our legs are entwined. I gently move his body for me to get up and walk over to the bathroom. My body has a different appearance. My lips look more plump, my cheeks are flustered, and my body looks like it has more curvy-ness to it. I look like a brand new me.

"If I had your body, I would stare in the mirror all day long too."

Hunter's voice startles me.

"Don't sneak up on me like that!"

Hunter chuckles as he wraps his arms around me. I feel more relieved of my body. I felt like I needed some sort of "release" in me. He kisses my neck swiftly and it feels so relaxing. 

"Let's take another bath to wash ourselves." he insists. "It's good to wash yourself after sex. That feels good too."

Why does he have to say that word? Sex. I like the term "making love" instead. It's because when you make love, both of you are showing your true selves to one another and that's only for you two and only for the two. 

Hunter turns on the shower and sticks out his hand waiting for me. I take his hand in mine and he pulls me in the shower with him. Since we took a shower earlier, there's no need to shave or wash my hair. Just my body. I step out of the shower and throw a towel on.

I hear Hunter step out and turn the water off.

"How are you feeling?" he asks with his voice filled with concern.

"I'm still in pain, but the hot water helped soothe it. I can move around though."

I turn to face him and he looks ashamed. I cup his face to force him to look at me.

"Babe." I begin as he presses his hands against mine.

"I'm fine." I look him dead in the eye. "You don't need to worry. I understand that you didn't want to hurt me but that was bound to happen. I'm glad that it was you and not someone else." I kiss him and tell him I love him.