When she came over, we sat on the couch in my living room with all the lights off, except for the candles I had lit on the coffee table. She was so surprised to see it all, and to see me in the lingerie she bought me. I love how wide her eyes get when she sees something that excites her. We drank red wine and talked about nothing. With her, the silence between thoughts is never awkward. Sometimes the silence is the best part, when we just look at each other and feel the emotion in each other's eyes.
It wasn't long before she was on top of me, kissing me slow and passionate. Her lips. I love her lips against mine.
Before I knew it, we were in my bed. She had me on my back, working her magic between my legs. She had never been so rough. It was mind blowing. I almost broke my headboard from gripping and pulling so hard. After a couple hours of ravaging each other's bodies, we fell back in bed, breathless, sweaty, and euphoric. That's when I made that last post.
She's gone now. We woke up, I cooked her breakfast, and she left for work. Her work is the hardest thing on our relationship. Most weeks, she works all 7 days. But we get through, and we will always get through. I am completely hers.
<3 Sarah <3
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