Please leave comments and feed back if you'd like me to keep updating this book, I just don't feel as though it is good enough for anyone's expectations... sorry for leaving this book too, I'm almost ready to give up. This might be my last chapter, so might as well be good.
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We were here, now, laying on the bed, fully undressed, and I had a knot it my stomach thinking about this moment. It wasn't two kids playing around anymore, it was love, and that's what we were showing. The feeling he gave me was indescribable, and it made me feel amazing in every way. He made me feel amazing in every way. I'm glad to say I make him feel that way too, our connection was an indescribable love story that neither of us wanted to end.
He made me feel right. It wasn't "fucking". This was unconditional, uncontrollable, beautiful love. It wasn't like the first time, it was real and it was slow and it was comfortable and it was right in all ways right. I gave him my heart, and he gave me his. Our pants, our moans, the bed shaking, creaking, occasionally hitting the wall, our clothing on the floor, occasional screams, name shouting, hair pulling, scratching, grips, kisses, tongues, it was all so perfect. Everything felt perfect. The feeling of him inside of me was perfect.
He started dragging his hand down my body as he rocked into me. I dragged my nails down his back, screamed and clenched my walls around him. His hand stopped at my waist and held me down. "I love you," he whispered. That time he said it was like the beginning all over again but even more perfect. I felt like I was falling in love for the first time again. I couldn't respond, the words were tangled in moans as euphoria took over me. Euphoria took over him too, and he came in the condom, still working the whole way through.
He pulled out and took the condom off, throwing it in the trash and laid next to me on the bed.
Both of us were weak, sweaty and panting.
He started to wrap his arm around me, to pull me close, and I spoke up.
"I love you too, Drew."
