As we relaxed beside each other, our bodies against each other in pleasure, he was closer to my thoughts than ever before.
It was one of my dearest days, the days I wait for anxiously knowing he’s about to be in my world, and me in his. The distance didn’t matter a bit once I felt his touch turning my butter tint cashmere skin into pure silk. The days I spent with him made up for every doubt within me, and he took care of those doubts and addressed them as if they were his duty. He was the only one, I didn’t find interest in the guys that complimented me before him and he didn’t go after all the girls that looked tasteful but lacked a clear head. Now here we were with our chosen one, the one we each picked apart from the rest. There was love in the midst of everything we expressed and that feeling carried me to the moment I was soaking in, the desire that bathed me from within. Before he came along, it was always just me and myself, I never needed a hero nor did I reach for one. But he was something like a superman for me, and I held so close to that and truly believed in what he had to offer. As we relaxed beside each other, our bodies against each other in pleasure, he was closer to my thoughts than ever before. He was near me and our bodies were tempting one another with presence alone. His absence hurt when he was gone but his presence was even more of a catastrophe as it made me want to scream his name in my up-most pleasure. Instead I simply moaned as I rubbed his stomach, talking intuitively to him about the bond we both were wrapped in. Touching me gently on the length of my neck, he calmed my fears as I explained the doubts I had and the emotions that worried me. Slowly in the motion of his hands yet quickly in my heart he assured me that he was laying beside me with the best intentions. His patience turned me on and set my heart on fire to know the deepest desires of this man. He didn’t rush me to open my body to him, he only loved me more and more as he waited. I wanted him inside of me, and the more nights we spoke, the more I came to realize that his words were true and his intentions were pure. I waited patiently as we laid there, cursing my name for the things I’d never say.