His touch... I missed it the way he held me. I could feel his heat, as he hugged me.. two weeks. Hadn't touched your face in so long. They way he playfully kissed me and gripped my neck slightly to where I couldn't help but smile and play along as he picked me up..and carried me to a chair. I always sat on his lap and laid on his chest staring into his deep set eyes. Thinking he was mine.. Hoping he's thinking about me too...although I realize I should be watching the show I chose for us to watch. I hope I'm crossing his mind
"Baby, what's wrong?" I had suddenly thought of losing him and my entire mood had changed.. I looked away and tried to smile hoping he couldn't read my mind like he always did.. "Nothing, I just overthink sometimes." I look down at my body on his and he lifts my chin to meet his eyes. Damn his eyes, his eyelashes were so long and beautiful every strand I could count them over and over again. He leaned in and kissed me gently "I'm never leaving.." He reassured me. I just stared at him as my eyes began to water.. He could read me like a book. He had done it so many times. "I know," I smiled and deep kissed him.. He embraced me and pulled me forward.. I wanted this.. His love is all I wanted.. Flutters filled my stomach as he pulled me close....
I get on top.. fully getting on his lap, his grip grew tight around my waist...I wanted to but I couldn't. ...I ..I ..I didn't want him to stop..I began to slowly grind on him, I could feel him getting harder and more aroused... " Go get a condom baby.." I shuddered at his words....Now, he wants to have sex now... "No...not now baby...." I whined I moved away off of his erection.. He pulled me back "Baby please, common it's just me and you..go get it." I kept moving off and he would pull me back, I laughed at his persistence. "Not now baby.." he pulled me in "It's ok, we can just lay here baby..." I laid back on him. Knowing he wanted it just as bad as me but I couldn't just do it ..ya know I mean we been together a year and a half but what does that determine... He deserves my virginity...no what?
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Her Hidden Story..
Novela JuvenilRelationship. Something real..something he told me we were in. I wore his hoodie at night. I dreamed about him.. I knew his scent.. he cherished me. Like a wilting rose. Every pedal more damaged than the last.. I trusted him..He loved me.. But, he l...