Free Giving In by J L Hamilton Page B

make me cry so much now?
     
    "Yes."
    "Really, yes?"
    "Yes. I know that I love you, I don't want to hurt you that's why I always said no. I didn't think I could ever love again. But when you left me the other day after what we did. I knew for sure that I loved you unconditionally. I cried for you every night. I slept in your spot because it smelled like you still. I want you Trey. I belong to you and only you. Now and forever."
    "Damn Jenny, that might of been the greatest thing to ever come out of your mouth. Let me make love to now. Slow and passionate."
     
    What I have been wanting, for him to make love to me. To slowly undress me, kiss down my body in a caressing way. I am loving when he picks me up like this.
     
    Gracefully he lays me on the bed, not flipping me to my stomach. One by one, piece by piece he removes my shoes, my black stockings, my black lace garter belt. Leaving soft kisses down my legs as he pulls off my matching black lace thongs.
     
    Never have I felt more sexy and desired than I do right now.
     
    "I'm sorry Trey that I deprived us both for so long."
    "You never have to apologize for it. A patient man gets what he desires most."
     
    How can I not love a man like this? I am here, on my bed naked, not tied down, watching the most amazing man worship my body. Kissing every inch of me.
     
    Slowly sliding into me, making my body tremble from the connection and with the anticipation of what is to come.
     
    Holding me tight, kissing me softly. Whispering in my ear how good I feel wrapped around him. My fingers raking down his back, my legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him deeper into me.
     
    Perfectly our bodies move together, as one. No slamming, or smacking, or even fucking, no toys of any kind. It's pure passionate love of giving in.