July 24th, 2008
I resigned to go to sleep. He was exhausted, and I didn't want to push him for sex, as I always do. I turned over, folded my pillow, and settled into the bed.
As I lay with my eyes closed and my mind wandering, I felt him toss beside me. Then slowly, I felt his body move close to mine. He cuddled up to me, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me back into him, and humped my hip.
"You can't stay away," I said as I turned to kiss him.
I reached back between us and cupped his hardness through his boxers. I let my hand cradle all that could fit in my grasp, moving my fingers to stroke him. He reached around my body and put his fingers to my clit.
His breath panted in my ear as his fingers circled my clit. My nerves stood rigid, and my hips rocked to the sensations flowing through them.
"Baby," I said. His breathing got harder.
"Oh baby," I said. His panting grew hotter on my neck.
"Mmmm, baby," I said. He nearly grunted against my ear.
Words fell away from me. I moaned and cried in nondescript noises. As I started to scream, I felt his hips thrust subtly into my hand.
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In a time when they call changing your mind flip-flopping, it seems there are times that it makes all too much sense.
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