Soul-Mates Forever

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the night when I saw his band for the first time is the night my sexy rocker tucked me into bed and cuddled with me. Yeah, I said I didn’t cuddle back, but I really did. How could I not? I really need to tell him that.
    The night was great! We had such a great time dancing and I only had two beers and two shots of Hot Damn all night. I wanted to be sober for my man. He and his band rocked the house. We had just sat down to cool off when he announced his last song.
    “Thanks for coming out to party with us tonight!” He yells into the microphone. The women go crazy, whooping and hollering. “We’re gonna do something different tonight for the last song.” He pulls up a stool, sits down and someone brings out his guitar.
Wow, this is certainly different.
He looks straight at me while he adjusts his guitar. “This wonderful girl has come into my life,” he chuckles when the women in the crowd yells out their awwwww’s and noooooo’s. He looks around and chuckles again. “Yeah, sorry my friends.” He looks back at me, getting a serious look on his face. “But I’m in love. So I wrote this song for her. I hope you like it.” He begins strumming his guitar all the while looking into my eyes. He begins, and my hands fly to cover my face and the tears quickly form in my eyes. The rest of my well-built wall just came crashing down.
     
    I know you’re scared, my beauty,
    I can take away your fear,
    But, I can’t get through the walls you’ve built,
    They’re too strong to break,
    Break down those walls for me,
    I want to love you so much,
    Break down those walls,
    Let me show you the way,
    I can give you what you need, please let me try,
    Let me show you the love you desire,
    Let me be the one, Let me be the one,
    Break down those walls for me,
    I want to love you so much,
    Break down those walls,
    Let me show you the way,
    Try for me, my beauty,
    Give me the chance to show you how much you mean to me,
    Let go and let me in,
    Let me be the one, Let me be the one
     
    He stands, removes his guitar, setting it on the stool and jumps off the stage while I hop out of my seat and walk towards him. I can’t wait anymore and take off in a run, jump into his arms wrapping my legs around his waist and my mouth locks with his instantly. Some of the crowd yells out their awwwww’s while some are crying. He carries me towards the door, our lips never parting, when I hear, “I’ll just talk to you tomorrow, girl. And I mean you’d better the hell call me!” Lana yells. He walks us straight to my car, our car, and buckles me in. We hold hands all the way home until he runs around the car to get me and lifts me up again and takes me to the front door. He pushes me against it as he fumbles for his keys. We both moan as our tongues do a wild dance together, and we can’t seem to get enough of each other.
    Finally, he opens the door, slamming it and locking it behind him then he carries me directly to our room. I finally pull my hungry mouth away from his and look him in the eyes, such love and desire filling them. “Make love to me, my sexy rocker. Please, make love to me. I want you to be my first and my last. I need you, Tuck,” I plead.
    We make quick work of helping each other to remove our clothes, kissing in between. He picks me up again, our mouths locking once more, and we fall onto the bed. He leans over me, puts his hands under my arms and moves me up so my head is on the pillow. So sweet. Then he lays half on me, kissing my mouth senseless and stroking my hair. “Are you sure, beauty? I will wait however long it takes. I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for,” he whispers, looking deeply into my eyes. Such love, such caring. I’m so in love.
    My mouth takes his. My hands fisting in his long soft hair, and my hips buck up, meeting his rock hard cock. My body rocks back and forth feeling his cock hardening more as it slides up and down my folds and almost entering me a few times. The moan that

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