And there she was,in a crowded room.But I was able to distinguish her curly hair from afar.
Not all the ladies dressed the way she did, but somehow that worked for me. I didn’t care at all—she was the tomboy of the group, and for me, that made her special.
I walked up to her from behind,touched the center of her back,and gave her a gentle kiss on the shoulder.
She turned around with a little smile on her lips, as if she already knew who it was.Looking into her eyes, I asked if she was okay.She just nodded, her gaze drifting toward my lips.
I put my arm around her and kissed her cheek, feeling the corner of her soft lips. Pulling her closer, two of my fingers slipped through the buttons of her shirt, and I gently felt her skin—enough to send shivers through my body.
As I let her go and returned to talk with my friends, time stopped in my head. I was already thinking of all the things I wanted to do with her when we got home.
I could already see her stepping out of the shower, lying in bed on her side, her hair tied up.For me, her curves were mountains waiting for me to travel with my fingertips, while her deep breath told me I was on the right trail.
Without a word, I made her lie flat on the bed so I could softly touch the back of her legs, slowly moving up to her thighs, hips, lower back, shoulders—ending with a kiss on the back of her neck.
And I felt that deep breath again. The right path.
I took my time, giving her warm kisses all the way down her shoulders, middle, and lower back, while one hand slipped under her underwear to hold her firmly—not too hard, not too soft.
I turned her over again, placed myself between her legs, and began moving back and forth to let her know how much I wanted her.
Then I kissed her—a kiss that told her how badly I longed to be inside her.But on the outside, all we heard was our breathing.
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