Because you like me, I didn’t have any nightmares last night. I woke up so refreshed even if you were gone from my bed. Oh, but what a night we had spent. You knocked on my door, a sound you hadn’t made in a few years. You’ve aged, we’ve aged. But the amount we care for each other hasn’t aged. Or so it seemed on my end.
With a pleasantly surprised face, I didn’t think twice and hugged you pressing my breasts against your chest. Hearing you gasp only made me hug you tighter, I missed you so much. I missed your smell. I missed your touch as you hugged me back and moved us into the doorway of my small apartment. There is never a need for words between us. The way your fingers dance on the sleeve of my dress, pulling it down to kiss my shoulder.
The way you know what I need when I tug at your jeans. Maybe it’s different to the way I used to unhook your belt and slide my hand inside your clothes. But, maybe this distance in time has taught you to please me, because instantly you help and undo your belt. I pull everything down leaving you covered by your shirt. I run my hand over your shirt while I lock the door. I push you against the wall, gently but you let yourself get caught in the movement. Again, I hold your most intimate part, holding it in my hand tightly then softly.
You know I want you. You know I need you now. You pull me closer to you, exploring my thighs over my dress. You move your hands underneath my dress to feel my warm skin. And to feel my round ass. And to squeeze it. To pinch it as you move my panties aside to slide all the way into me.
I let my torso rest on you moaning into your chest. But that will not do for you. You grab my chin to look at you and to look at you. You kiss me wildly. Our lips entangle themselves around our tongues. My hands reach around to push our bodies closer together. Your thrusts disrupt the rhythm of our mouths. The moans that escape only bring you closer to me. You fuck me like we’ve never been apart.
Right before you reach your plateau–you turn me around with my back against the wall. You move our fingers over my sweetness, our fingers encircling in rhythm to your thrusts. Until together, both of us, hands in all places, lips attached together, and our body in ecstatic rhythm. We cross the threshold of time and space, at least pleasantly.
I hug you tight as you pant against my neck. After a brief water break we’re back in rhythm on the couch. And then later in bed. And in the morning, I realized if you had disappeared sooner such as after the doorway love making…I realized then I would have never believed you visited.
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