It's Only Love (The Matthews Family)

“Turn into that office complex there.”

Thinking that since I seemed so enthusiastic, she was going to show me the building, I turned into the complex.

“Pull over behind that building there.”

“Okay,” I smiled and complied with her request. When I put the car in park, Natasha opened her door and got out.

“Come on. I wanna show you something.”

Natasha turned and started walking toward the building, so I got out the car and followed her. Once she got to the building she walked down a short flight of steps that led to a door. She leaned against the door.

“Well, what do you think?”

“This what you wanted to show me?”

“Yup. Back in the day, when I used to smoke cigarettes, this is where we’d hang out.”

“I didn’t know you smoked.”

Natasha didn’t say anything, she just raised two fingers to her lips like she was smoking and then she puckered them. “Come here.”

I took a step closer to her and we kissed for what seemed like an eternity before our lips parted. Then Natasha took a step back, reached under her skirt and stepped out of her panties.

“Hang on to those for me, please,” Natasha said as she handed them to me.

I eased them into my jacket pocket and the kissing began again. Then she stopped suddenly and pushed me away slowly.

“I want you now.”

“I want you all the time.”

Natasha leaned against the door again. “Take me.”

I attacked her tongue with fury and reached between her legs and could feel the river flowing between her thighs. I began kissing her neck, and squeezing her magnificent breasts, while Natasha undid my pants.

“What are you waiting for? I wanna feel you.”

In what seemed like one fluid motion, I dropped my pants, spun her around, lifted her dress and entered her hard and deep. Once I was deep inside Natasha, we moved slowly until we got into a comfortab

le position, but it didn’t take long before Natasha was rocking her hips so I could hit her spot just the way she liked it.

In the dim light, I grabbed her shoulders and looked at Natasha’s beautiful ass pushing against me. I felt her wet warm walls squeezing my dick and the sensation radiated over my entire body. I let go of her shoulder and held on to her hips as I moved in and out of her. I closed my eyes because it was feeling so damn good. I slowly eased all the way out of her.

“What are you doing?”

“Shhhh.”

I slid my entire length inside of her slowly and began moving in and out of her; watching my dick disappear inside her. Then I stepped into it and grinded my body into her slowly. Natasha began to moan and squirm, winding her hips and slamming her body into every inch. I let go of her hips and watched Natasha move her body.

She began to buck harder and harder and I met each stroke with everything I had. I wanted to get so deep inside Natasha that she knew she was mine. I ran my hands all over her body and Natasha spread her legs a little wider. I eased one finger between her legs and massaged her clit.

I felt Natasha squeeze my shaft so hard that it felt like she was milking me; trying to make me come with her. I grabbed her hips and pushed it to her as hard as I could. Natasha bucked her hips wildly and then she looked over her shoulder and our eyes met. I came so hard my body locked and Natasha screamed in ecstasy as she drained every drop.

That type of thing has been going on all week. But it’s not just our sex life that’s been so intense; you don’t even understand, because it is much more than that. We talk about everything and we both seem to have this need to share everything with each other. I bet we talk to each other at least ten times a day, and to be honest with you, it’s mostly about nothing. Natasha says that she’ll think about me and she’ll just call, or we’ll call when something happens at work and we just have to talk about it.

I gotta say, I’ve never felt anything like this, with any woman that I’ve ever known and I’m almost afraid to try to put this feeling into words. Last night after we had sex, Natasha had drifted off to sleep and I was holding her close to me. I laid there thinking that this moment couldn’t get any better when I thought I heard Natasha say; I love you, Victor.

Now the amazing thing about that is that I didn’t immediately jump out of bed, grab my clothes and get out of there. I didn’t even take a minute to think about how I felt about it. I just settled in behind Natasha, held her a little tighter and closed my eyes.