| "You know all those times I sent you away lonely and frustrated?" All too well. He nodded. "I prayed one day you wouldn't take no for an answer. I don't normally make the first move but you made it for me through this. You've got my heart now. Are you gonna tear it apart like he did or are you gonna tell me you feel the same and love me like you know you want to?" The frustration apparent as the tears burst from her eyes. That's one thing he did notice. Nick did frustrate her to the point she'd end up in tears and here he was doing it to her now. Tell her now dammit! Tell her that you love her because you know you're gonna lose her if you don't and you love her anyways so what's the big deal. Just stop fighting it. He moved forward; forcing her to step back a bit. His thumb swiped over her cheek as he desperately searched for her gaze behind the haze of tears. The simplest gesture was making this even harder now. "Please Dianna. I don't want you to hurt." "You're the only one that can stop these tears you know,"she blubbered. His hand resting softly against the curve of her cheek." I love you. God how I love you." Her lips moved to the palm of his hand; softly planting a kiss within it. She moved to his wrist; lightly tracing circles on it; the misery gone with those three little words. The heat of her breath and her concentrated effort was maddening. He never thought anything so miniscule could feel so good. Her eyes rose to meet his in a inquisitive manner."What?" "You. " |
| "Me what?"She smiled. "Nothing." "It's something."Her neatly manicured fingers found their way beneath his wifebeater; slowly pushing the material up his body. She continued pressing it further up; taking her time to explore the definition of his body. "It's just that five minutes ago you couldn't wait to get away from me..."dragging in a sharp breath as her fingers slipped through the soft mass of hair covering his chest. "And?" "And now.." "Now you don't want to,"she said turning away from him. God no! Not again. Maybe you should just go with it. He drew his wifebeater off and laid his hands on her shoulders."Don't ever believe I don't want you. I want you so much right now it's taking all my will to not throw you down on the bed and ravage you,"he said; his breath warm against her ear. "Then do it,"she returned; her body so beyond ready. "But I wanna take things nice and slow,"he responded; his tongue flickering lightly over her bared neck. His fingers skimmed under the waist of her shorts and released the material snugly tucked in there."I want this to be about you,"he whispered as his hands surfaced beneath her T-shirt."About your pleasure."Reaching those soft mountains of flesh as it became literally harder for him to contain his. "Howie,"she mustered. "Yeah,"He said; continuing to make waste of her clothes. God! he wanted to feel her again. His hand wrapped around her breast; kneading the soft flesh to his will over the satin material. He turned her to face him."You okay?" "Don't stop now. I know you want this as much as I do,"she responded; slipping her hand inside his shorts. Yes he did. "Oh Damn Di!" He cried as she caressed the rock hard flesh yet confined to clothing. |
| "You like that?"she taunted. "Mmhmm,"he muttered. "Would you like more?" "Whatever you want ,"he moaned as she fell to her knees and discarded the confining material. "The bed. I want you on the bed." He eased back onto the bed. What a nice centerpiece she mused as she rose and surveyed the bed. She met with his anticipatory gaze and smirked. So this is what it felt like to be in her position he thought. Her focus on him seemed almost demeaning yet it was turning him on like nobody's business." Enjoying yourself Di?" "Very much so. You?"She smiled as she removed all but one article of clothing. That was an understatement!"Not as much as you are apparently." "Oh I don't know."She crawled onto the bed in an almost feline matter."I think you're doing just fine,"she grinned;her eyes almost eating him up. She slithered up over him; taunting him with the feel of her flesh against his. Then she stopped. She had him flat on his back. She had complete control to do as she wished and she froze. She was afraid. It had taken him so long to admit to his feelings what if they were just on the surface ? What if they didn't come from the heart as did hers?"I can't do this,"she spoke in a hushed tone. He could see the doubt in her eyes. He'd felt it too. He'd pursued her for so long now admitting that he'd felt that way all along frightened him just a bit. But this was no longer casual and it was easier when it was for her. Hell! It was easier for him too but she needed that reassurance that he wasn't going to push her away this time."Dianna.."pulling the clip from her hair. He brushed the cascading curls away from her face"...I love you." "I'm sorry. This feels so different." "It doesn't have to be." "Love changes everything...or so the song goes,"she attempted a joke. He chuckled and smiled."You are the sweetest.."softly brushing her lips"...softest..."a hand skimming along her back; resting at the small of it"....most exquisite..."whispering in her ear"...creature God ever created..." "Me?"she smiled. "You." "I love you,"she breathed on his lips."Now let me do what I was gonna do." "What was that?" "You have to let go to find out." "Okay,"He said removing his hands. Flipping her long golden tresses over, she dragged them over his chest and lifted them as she reached his lower extremities. Her tongue swirled around the swollen tip and languidly dipped and bobbed onto his length when his voice interrupted them. "She any good ?"He snidely remarked; his entire build practically blocking the doorway. Oh fuck! Nick |
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