Sunday, February 10, 2008

Lof story. Part 3



There we go, little lady. You move in. In spite of all the fears you have , you move in. You let him to be the part of your life. You become the part of his life.

I never knew you can feel something like that.

The first breakfast he made for me. The heart shaped toast. Nothing have ever tasted so good.

I can still remember the taste.

The mornings where I wake up near him, feeling his breath. Or when I catch him looking at me in the bed. Or when I feel him touching me while I sleep. When he sees me undressing before sleep, hmm… before going to bed. When our lips meet: first slowly and gently and than strongly, almost biting, burning.

Sometimes, in the weekends we don’t even leave home. We stay in bed all days long and we make love like crazy until we are so exhausted that we fall asleep again.

I am discovering the greatest pleasures in the world, he is amazing. He takes me higher and higher, he makes me discover myself. He knows exactly where to touch, how to touch, like he was reading my deepest desires.Sometimes I feel like he was teaching me.

I discover that with him I am not ashamed of anything, I am not afraid of anything and everything is allowed. There’s no barriers. No limits. Our bodies are burning. He makes me feel sexy, he makes me feel beautiful. He knows how to make me go wild from the pleasure. I am entering a new world. Private, naughty world. Our world, where we understand each other with no words. Sometimes I cannot believe that he could get so close to me. That I could get so close to him. It is special, I know that. It is beautiful. Every time is different. Every time is magical.

I love to feel him, breathing faster and faster and than exploding. I love to see him explode.
And when we lay still joined after, nothing can describe how it feels. Close.Like we were joined together forever with that. One. I am his , my body is his, and he is mine. We belong only to each other.
Intimacy.

It is unique. He is making me scream from pleasure. I want to give him the same.

Always.

My things mixed with his things. He gave me a part of his life. He is letting me feel good. He is letting me feel safe. Like he was saying: don’t worry girl, I will take care of you. No one ever treated me like this. I cry from happiness.

We get to know each other. The more I know, the more I feel in love. The more I know the more I am sure that he is everything I ever wanted. Or even more.

He makes me fly. I was never smiling that way before.

I love him. Oh my God, I love him so much. I think he doesn’t know how much.

I love him like crazy.

I will never forget this time. These were the most beautiful days of my life.

Our two toothbrushes in the toilet.

Unbelievable happiness.

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