Dearest reader,

This love story comes from a soft place in my heart, a place I do not explore as much as I would like. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

“So tell me, what is it about me that terrifies you so much?” He asked as he rubbed her head, she was laying on his lap.

“It’s not you that terrifies me, it’s how you see me.” She said, softly along with her breath.

“And how do you think I see you?”

“Not the women you are used to.”

He paused for a moment and she held her breath.

“How many times do I have to tell you I see you in a whole different light before you start to believe it?”

“I don’t know, l think you need to say it all the time.” She said.

Okay maybe YOU are doing too much, she thought.

“Fine. Do you want to know? You want to know how much I find you interesting. You want to know what goes through my head when I see you. You want to know the thoughts that come to my head when I look at you across a room and my fingers ache to reach you?”

“Yes,” she said, this time with a steady breath.

“Fine,” he said.

He reached for her head and raised it to his face, she lowered her head unable to look at his face.

“Why are you still shy? You have literally screamed my name and begged me to do improper things to you.” He said and chuckled.

“I don’t know,” she said and he could swear e saw her blushing.

“Alright, miss. Do you want to hear everything? I won’t say it here.”

“Ah, why? She looked up at him.

“Because by the time I am done, the look on your face will want to have me digging for gold in your throat with my penis.”

“We can do that here,” she said and winked.

“I would rather do it in a place where you can only ruin my sheets, not my couch,” he said and laughed.

He lifted her into his arms and she laughed as she wrapped his hands around her and her mouth found its way to his.

She lost herself in the comfort of his mouth warm and his ever inviting tongue. She was so into it that she didn’t notice when her head hit the doorway.

“Ooh, sorry,” he whispered into her mouth.

The next she felt was her dropping onto his soft king-sized bed. He stared at her as she was lying on his bed.

Fuck, she was so sexy.

“The way you look at me for one,” he said as he got on his knees in front of her. He dragged her legs to him and she giggled at the sight of him.

“It makes me want to do anything for you. It makes me want to be a better man than I already am.”

She wiggled her toes in front of him.

“When I hear you talk, it’s like I want your voice to be in the one inside my head anytime I have a thought or anytime I read with my inner voice. I want to take your smile, take my eyes out and make your smile the only thing I see. I see your body and think of God on earth, your body is like a map that at the heart of it a treasure for pleasure.”

“Awww,” she said and sat up in bed, she reached for his face and cupped his, and his eyes gleamed as he looked at them. “Baby,” she whispered.

“I love it when we exchange looks and inside jokes, it’s like I am a different person when I am around you. I know you think you need to have my approval but how could I dare to approve something that is so divine it oozes of greatness?”

“Stop talking,” she said and flung herself at him.

He was ready as he caught her midway and pushed her back on the bed. He went down in pursuit of her mouth and she caught him halfway as their mouth merged and erupted.

She sucked his lips with hunger as she ran her hand through his hair, he ran his down to her thighs, smooth and soft.

She sang into his mouth as he rubbed her thighs, his hands felt good and she fought against letting go in his arms. He lifted his lips off hers to look into her eyes, they sparkled and told him a tale of a thousand worlds.

“It is like I’m about to enter a holy land, a place so scared it is reserved for the purest of men.”  He said.

She cupped his face and looked into his eyes and saw love, except it had her face.

“You are the purest of men. You have loved me in the most scared ways that I offer the way to the heavens through the garden between my legs. Take me, I am yours.”

He sighed and took a hand to her neck, closed in on it, and tipped her backward, pinning her. He crept to her thighs, her natural scent hit his nose and he longed hungrily for her vagina.

He ran his mouth over her panties and pulled down slowly with his mouth, she squirmed in his hands when her vagina was finally exposed but he held her down again.

His tongue started exploring first, her meat was his food, and damned if he was not hungry. He placed his tongue around her and she moaned his name.

He smirked and placed his mouth upon it, he licked at her juices as they flowed out of her and he enjoyed it when she flung her hand at his head to keep him there.

He slurped and licked until he saw her sweet squirt coming out in trickles, he licked at them and kept going, and he was going to take her places today.

“Fuck, fuck,” she whispered and started to breathe really fast. “Please, please.”

He went on slurping and felt her shudder within seconds and he almost laughed as he saw her clitoris shaking and her vagina breathing.

“There, now let’s begin.” He said and smiled.

I hope you enjoyed this love story, it took me a while to put this together and I apologize that it is short.

I hope you get to have your own unique love story and that is the one that you imagine and really deserve.

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