“I’ll always trust you. I know that you will always help me with anything. Like I said, ‘It’s why I love you so much’. It’s why, I truly believe that we were meant for each other. Meant to find each other on that cold and blizzardy night. I thank God every day that I got stuck in your driveway.”
Our lips meeting a long and soulful kiss.
“Bill, make love to me. I so need you to make love to me. To take me in your arms. To hold me. Because, I love you so very… very much. And, I know that you love me. I want to feel your strength… both inside and out. I want to feel us bond in our own special way.”
It was only 8:45. Lots of time. Bev was going to spend the night. She knew she needed to get up early, go to her apartment, and get ready for her day.
In her emotional state, when she left the school, Bev had only one thought… us. To find comfort and reassurance that everything would be OK. She hadn’t even thought of going to her apartment to get whatever she would need.
It didn’t matter that we had just been together a few days ago. This was going to be love making… ‘Our way’. Slow… deliberate… tender… loving… unhurried.
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The shower was warm. The bathroom steamy. Bev leaned back against me. I was going to massage all of the tension and stress out of her body and down the drain.
My fingers moved in firm circles against her temples, becoming firmer the more that I rubbed. Moving down to the side of her neck, all five fingers moved in a circular motion against her tight neck muscles. As I moved to the back of her neck and shoulders, I could feel the tightness, as I kneaded the underlying muscles.
“mmmm, Bill, that feels so good,” Bev sighed as she lowered her head, giving me more access.
“Yes, Bev. Let all of the stress and tension of the day flow out of your body. Let it all go down the drain. Everything will be fine. You have a plan. You’re a smart girl. You have the determination to make it work. Karen will have no choice, but to see the light. I know that you can do it.”
“Thank you. Thank you for believing in me,” her hand coming up to stroke my cheek.
As I returned to her temples, Bev relaxed back against me, reached back, clasped her hands behind my neck, and gave herself over to me.
“Do my neck and shoulders again. I’ve never felt anything like this. I can feel myself becoming like putty in your hands.”
“And when we are done here, my dear, I am going to take you to Paradise.”
I felt the water start to cool. We were quickly running out of hot water.
After drying her beautiful body, I carried her into my room, and gently lay her on my bed. The room was dimly lit by a single bed-side light. Her skin was soft, from the warm shower and had a golden glow in the soft light.
I pressed my body against hers as my lips caressed hers in an extended kiss. We tasted each other as the kiss continued, drinking in the way our love felt, dancing across our tongues like warm sugar.
“mmmm… Bill that was so nice.”
“Yes. I love kissing you. But, I’m just getting started. I remember something, from earlier, about taking you to Paradise,” my voice almost a whisper, followed by another kiss.
“mmmm…I remember that too.”
“So, Bev, my dear dear girlfriend and lover… this is for you and only you. Lay back, relax, and let me take you to Heaven.”
The outside world disappeared. All that existed, was the touch of our bodies, the beating of our hearts, and the sweet breath against each other’s skin.
I knew her body so well. I knew the spots that brought gentle and relaxing sighs. The spots that would make her purr in contentment like a kitten. The spots that would take her to the edge of Nirvana. And the spots that would send her into her own dimension of unbridled bliss.
My mouth, lips, and tongue played each of those spots on her body: ear lobe, neck, collar bone, breast, areola, nipple, navel, inner thigh, and ‘yes’ that sensitive jewel.