Too bad I'm not talking about basketball.
Never in my life have I ever been nervous about sex, even with my very limited amount of partners, and the fact that the person I have had the most sex was my first and we finally parted ways for good in May. But it's something about her. When she touches me her hand goes past my flesh and into my soul. Everytime we touch, we hug, sit close to each other, you can feel the passion. I can't label it love at this point, but this is something special. What is even more crazier, our first kiss (lip to lip) was this week too. Just laying on my bed and we kissed. And now last night we took it all the way. I think she was a little surprised that the kid had some talent. But no lie, I was nervous as hell. She kissed my neck and I felt electricity going down my back and through my legs. I kissed her curves and she pulled me close. And for a minute it seemd liked we couldn't get enough of kissing and touching each other. Then when I finally pushed inside of her, I watched her eyes roll up in her head. She pulled me close and caressed my back and kissed me. Then I pushed deeper as I put my arms around her, I noticed how warm and inviting she felt there and how natural it seemed to be in this position with her. And for the next two hours we got very close. And when I heard her say give it to me, it was on even more. She made my voice crack and then she laughed. I let it all out and fell asleep in the most comfortably. I must admit...It didn't get left there...
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