Part 14 – Paul’s POV

There have been so many times that we’ve lay together in my bed like that, our naked bodies pressed together as we kissed passionately and got lost in our desire for each other. But that night was different, that night I was just content to be with you, not doing anything but looking into your eyes, eager to see the same love there that I knew shone in mine.

I lay on top of you, feeling your hard cock pressing against my stomach. Part of me so desperately wanted to roll us over and feel you enter me with one quick thrust, pounding into me until I begged you for more. But that wasn’t what tonight was about, tonight was all about you. I wanted to be inside you, to show you just how much I loved you, wanted you, needed you.

You went to roll over onto your stomach, but I wouldn’t let you tonight. I wanted to be able to look into your eyes and have you look into mine, I wanted you to be able to look into my eyes and see how much I loved you. I got to my knees, positioning myself between your thighs and sliding two fingers inside, gently preparing you. When I finally entered you with my cock with both let out deep moans of pleasure.

We fitted so perfectly together, like it was meant to be, like we were meant to be. Locked together in mind, body and soul. I leant down and kissed you again, wanting to feel your sweet lips pressed against mine as I began to move inside you. Your hips began to move in time with mine as we developed a rhythm, and you stroked your own cock as I got back to my knees and entered you harder and faster.

We both climaxed at the same time, letting out deep cries of pleasure but never letting our gaze leave each other’s face. Our eyes were locked together just as our bodies were, leaving no doubt about our desire or our love for each other. With our bodies still locked together I leant down and kissed you, my lips further proving the point that my body and my eyes had already stated.

I loved you, I wanted you, and I needed you, more than I ever thought possible. I finally reluctantly withdrew, rolling onto my back and pulling you into my arms. You lay your head against my bare chest and resting your arm across my stomach. I wrapped one arm around your body, the other gently stroking your hair.

I remember you looking up at me one last time before you lay back down and drifted off to sleep, my hand still stroking your hair. I was tired, but I didn’t want to go to sleep. I wanted to lie like that for as long as possible, enjoying the perfect night, the perfect moment. I loved you and you loved me, to me that was about as perfect as it could get.

THE END

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