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Loved At Last
Loved At Last She tilted her head up and felt his lips against hers. She felt the salt of her tears and smelled the perspiration clinging to him. Warmth and comfort invaded her, and despite the pain, or perhaps because of it, she surrendered to the intense, physical yearnings deep within her soul. Instinctively her arms wound around his neck and her lips willingly parted when his tongue pressed against them. Confused thoughts fluttered through her mind. Was she making love to man that was wrong for her? Would giving herself to him be condoning his lies? She closed her eyes and mind to everything but the feel of his hard muscles pressed against her body. His musky, male smell tickled her nostrils. He lifted her from her feet, carried her to his bedroom, where he placed her gently on his bed. Still kissing her, he lay beside her, his calloused, large fingers struggling to undo her buttons. Spreading her blouse open, he softly kissed the centre of her chest. She could feel his lips and tongue, leaving a trail of wet and hot kisses. She could barely breathe, and when she heard the soft hiss of her zipper being lowered, she began to surrender herself to him. It had been so long since anyone touched her this way. She had been waiting for him and only him to have her. Her hands wandered everywhere, feeling his long lean body towering over her. He unlatched her bra and nuzzled between her breasts. His breath hot against her flesh, his tongue flicking and arousing one nipple and then the other, arousing each while his lips gently suckled them. “I’ve never told you how beautiful you are.” he muttered against her skin. He kissed her again while his hands cupped her bare, round, bottom, and his fingers grazed her inner thighs. Shivering in anticipation, she wiggled beneath him, felt him spread her legs with his knees, vaguely aware that he had also shifted his weight. “Do you really want me?” he asked. She barely could utter, “Yes.” “For how long?” he implored. “Forever and ever.” she whispered the words she had been longing to say. A shadow passed over his eyes as she stared up at him. “If only……” he hesitated. Clamping his jaw shut, he moved suddenly, entering her fiercely, hungrily, as if in doing so, he could thrust away the past, the pain and the lies. It was like he was<b> branding </font></b>her from inside and out, making his mark and making her his own. Her body responded in kind, wet and hot and matching his desperate movements. Fingers digging into his shoulders, she clung to him, determined not to let go. Her back arched as she wrapped her legs around his waist. It was as if time stood still and they were alone in the universe. One man. One woman. One love. “Oh God, I can’t stop…” he cried as his body became rigid and he yelled out her name. She convulsed beneath him, the air so hot she could barely breathe. Gasping, he fell against her and her arms wrapped around his sweaty body, feeling his heart beating against hers. “I have wanted this for so long” she whispered, tears stinging her eyes. “If only you knew how much I wanted this too.” He struggled to get the words out as he was still having difficulty breathing. “Baby, just hold me. Don’t ever let me go.” “As long as I can, darling.” he whispered into the damp strands of her hair. “As long as I possibly can.” |
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Did you ever hold out for the 'right' one? Was it worth the wait?
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8/23/2018 1:42 pm |
Great story, well written, very expressive. Nope never held out, didn't have that much control.
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This was such a warm and sensual read, so subtly hot. You really know how to write and enticing piece, thank you for sharing with us..
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Hi sexyldy1000. thanks for sharing this one... I loved reading it... I contemplate my lover... our needs... our wants... everything... sometimes... it has taken years to consummate those feelings... sometimes... days... but, each time... for me... they were special... they were part of my first intimate moment with the love of my life... maybe, not forever... but, for right then and there... I've only had one lover cry during our love making... and, reading this post triggered that memory for me... thanks for bringing that out... I'll leave you with this one... I ran thru several potential lyrics, conflicted with finding the right one... and, today... this one was selected... The Civil Wars - "Tip of My Tongue" You're a red string tied to my finger A little love letter I carry with me You're sun light, smoke rings and cigarettes Old lines and kisses from silver screens Oh dear, never saw you coming Oh my, look what you have done You're my favorite song Always on the tip of my tongue You own me with whispers like poetry Your mouth is a melody that I've memorized So sweet, I hear it echo Everywhere I go day and night Oh dear, never saw you coming Oh my, look what you have done You're my favorite song Always on… To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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very well written, thank you for sharing it, - Have I ever held out.... as you well know from our discussions , I've been waiting tragically for her for a year now to come back .. While I still live my life day to day and still enjoy moments with others My heart is still always there waiting for her ... If it even happens I'm sure I'll blow up your phone ....
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8/24/2018 10:29 am |
this such a great read!!! we can all relate to this,,, looking forward to the next one xox
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Wait? I can barely make it through a 20 minute detour caused by road construction. Amongst the dreams that float in my head - I don't see 'that' one . ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Wow Wow dear your like poet in motion and emotion,, Loved hearing all this,, How nice Totally....
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1 post 8/26/2018 6:25 am |
very well put together & stimulating.... i quite enjoyed reading it!
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8/28/2018 11:29 am |
Wow, your prose is enlightening. I can see the feminine point of view so clearly. Myself, I have attempted writing from the female point of view but clearly I have a long way to go. Thanks for the insight and the story is mesmerizing to say the least. Jimmy B. My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy.
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