I moan into the kiss. She’s so unbelievably hot. I slowly grind my hips over her fingers, helping her find what movements will drive me wild.
She keeps stroking my clit and also begins to finger me. Even though we’ve had sex before, this feels so new.
It isn’t just because it’s slow. It’s also because there’s so much emotion making it even more intense.
The goal isn’t to endear someone to someone else. We’re already past that point. We’re using our bodies to show each other how much we care.
I try to hold onto the feeling as long as possible. She could finish me off right now if she wanted to, but I want to stay teetering on the edge.
I love how my love for her and how badly I want her mix together in my body. It creates such powerful feelings. I didn’t know people could feel quite like this.
I want to feel this way forever. I know with her by my side, I will. I’ll be here as long as she’ll let me stick with her.
I thrust my hips against her hand as she fucks me with her fingers. I run my fingers through her hair, trying to create sensations for her as well. She buries her head in the crook of my neck, landing an occasional kiss on my collarbone.
I wrap my arms around her and stroke her back. She feels so soft and feminine under my touch. She really is the perfect woman.
She keeps up her fingering. I feel myself getting closer and closer to an orgasm.
My breathing starts to get more erratic, and my thoughts turn to only her and how good she’s making me feel right now.
I let out a moan and I feel the orgasm rock through my body. It’s the type of orgasm that affects your whole body.
From the top of my head down to my toes I feel the pleasure wash over me. The whole world fades away, and it’s only me and her.
I feel myself start to come down, and the room and the rest of the world slowly starts to come back. But I don’t care. I only care about her.
I pull her close to me and kiss her.
“Did you like that?” She asks.
“I loved it,” I tell her.
I stroke her hair and she cuddles into me. The way her body fits in with mine is so perfect. It’s like we were made for each other.
I feel her breathing start to slow as she drifts off to sleep. I have to admit that I’m quite tired as well. Tonight has been hectic, to say the least.
But it’s also been incredible rewarding. I feel her body fully relax as she falls asleep. I could get used to her sleeping in my bed like this.
I feel tiredness start to pull me towards sleep as well. I yawn softly, trying hard not to wake her. My eyelids slowly start to close.
As I fall asleep, I think about how good I’m going to sleep with her in my arms.
Twenty-One
Heather
Emma shrieks excitedly again and I try to hush her. The effect is somewhat ruined by my grin though. I look up and see my employees with their fingers in their ears, grinning too.
My employees.
“And this is Lucy and Dara. And this is Emma.”
“That’s my name!” My daughter is so excited, and I smile down at her proudly. She shakes everyone’s hand and the staff all coo at her.
I’m showing Emma around our brand-new no kill animal shelter. As we walk around, I find myself blinking hard to try and keep the tears at bay. I still can’t believe this is my reality now.
Emma will be starting preschool next year, coinciding very nicely with the start of my new animal management and conservation course at the local college. It’s always been my dream to work with animals, and now it’s finally coming true.