I knew he loved me. That was something I’d always known. Love is something you not only discover, but something you feel in the way he kisses you, the way he holds you, and the way he looks at you with a gaze that never wants to break.
I remember that night as if it was yesterday, the way the sudden rain had made us drenched and had caused us to run, laughing, into the shelter of his house. We weren’t supposed to be in there alone. It was a rule. But still, something felt so right about standing there with him, in the dark, peeling off our wet layers.
One thing you have to know about my boyfriend John is that he’s sexy, but not in a way you would expect. He doesn’t have much muscle, but the muscle he does have is perfectly toned. He has a lovely smile, but it’s not enough to light up the room. It’s just enough to light up my day.
And there was something wonderful about watching him take off his clothes bit by bit in the livng room of his apartment. I wasn’t expecting him to strip down until he was wearing nothing but his pants and his underwear, but he did, all the while looking me in the eye and laughing. It took me a moment to realize that I’d been copying his motions, and I was standing in front of him with nothing but my shirt, bra, and underwear.
“Oh God, Dawn, I love your naked legs,” he whispered, and he slowly bent down and started kissing my knee. I fell on to the couch as he made his way up my leg and to my torso, moaning the whole time. He placed his hands on my waist, then on my panties, then underneath my paties…he was going to take them off. This was the moment I had to decide if I would let him. We’d been in this situation before, but I’d always pushed him away, saying it wasn’t right. But my desire for him was too great this time. I didn’t protest as he slowly slipped my panties to my ankles and placed his hands on my bare hips. I ran my hands through his hair. “I love you so much John,” I gasped, as I removed my shirt and bra. “Oh baby, I love you too,” was the reply, and I heard his pants drop to the floor. He layed his naked body on top of mine, and I coukd feel his erection against me. Suddenly I couldn’t take it anymore. I pushed him down onto the ground and kissed him with all the passion I’d been holding back. I used one hand to grab his face, and the other to guide his penis into me…right where I’d always wanted it. The feeling of him finally inside me! I wanted to scream out in joy and in pain as he shoved his hips upward. I never wanted it to end. Over and over he thrust himself into me while I held him and moaned.
“Baby, I’m going to come, I’m going to come!” I threw my head back as those words filled my ears. “Then come, baby!” I screamed. That’s all I wanted anyway.