And I really hope you accept it.”
“I’ll love anything you give me.”
I grabbed the spare key from the vanity then handed it to her. “Come over whenever you want. Don’t knock.”
She stared at the key for a moment, emotion coming over her face. “Really?”
“Yes.” I closed her hand around the key. “Don’t make a big deal about it. I just want you to feel comfortable here.”
“I don’t know what to say…”
“Don’t say anything at all.” I grabbed her purse and bag and left it on my bed. When I came out again, she was staring at the painting on my wall.
“You put it back.” The happiness shined in her eyes.
“Yes. And I don’t plan on taking it down again.” I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing my chest against her back.
“Good.”
I kissed her cheek. “How was your day?”
“Good. Yours?”
“It was okay. My training is almost over. And I’m exhausted.”
“Would you like a massage?”
I smirked. “That would be nice. But I rub your back, not the other way around.”
“Why can’t we rub each other’s backs?”
“Because my girl doesn’t do anything. I do everything for her.”
She moved from my arms then sat on the couch. “What did you want to do tonight?”
“We can watch Gone with the Wind again,” I said with a smile.
She chuckled. “How about we mix it up?”
“Then you can pick. Find something on Netflix.” I lay beside her then felt her move onto my chest.
She flipped through the selections until she found Die Hard . “Is this okay?”
“You like this movie?” I asked in surprise.
“It’s a classic, isn’t it?”
“But there’s lot of guns and explosions…”
She eyed me. “And because I’m a girl I wouldn’t like that?”
I shrugged. “I guess.”
“No, I like it.” She gave me a quick kiss before she cuddled with me.
We didn’t do much when we were together. Other than eating and watching TV, we were pretty boring. But I loved that about our relationship. We didn’t need to do much to enjoy each other’s company. I could be myself and so could she.
When the movie was over, she squeezed my waist. “I’m ready for bed.”
“Lazybones.”
“I don’t want to sleep.”
My cock got harder than a rock.
She sauntered into the bedroom, and like a dog on the scent, I chased after her, wanting a taste of her.
It was dark inside my bedroom. I hadn’t made the bed in a few days but she didn’t seem to care. The sheets were heavy with her scent. I smelled it every night before I went to bed. I stood in front of her, watching her finger one of the straps on her dress.
She gave me a confident look, not minding my gawking. Then she pulled it down. And then the other.
My cock was throbbing.
She pulled it down the front of her waist, showing her voluptuous breasts. I swallowed the lump in my throat while I stared at her. It was impossible to hide my desperate attraction to her.
She held my gaze, not minding how much I stared at her. It was a side to her I’d never seen before. She wanted me to gawk at her body, fantasizing about it in a sexual way.
Her black bra was made of lace. It was thin in some places, showing the skin underneath. I loved the size of her chest. She had a petite waist and slender legs, but her breasts were round and perky. She had obvious cleavage and her breasts were so soft. I loved tasting them a few days ago.
She pulled the dress to her waist then pulled it down her legs.
I wanted to rip her clothes off but I kept my distance. With her, I couldn’t be as forward as I wanted. She had to take the reins and lead us forward. Until I knew she was ready, I wouldn’t make any moves. The last thing I wanted was to scare her.
She kicked her dress away, showing her white thong underneath.
Holy fucking shit.
She played with the waistband, still staring at me. Then she bit her lip and pulled it down her long and slender legs.
I wanted to come just from looking at her.
When
“I’ll love anything you give me.”
I grabbed the spare key from the vanity then handed it to her. “Come over whenever you want. Don’t knock.”
She stared at the key for a moment, emotion coming over her face. “Really?”
“Yes.” I closed her hand around the key. “Don’t make a big deal about it. I just want you to feel comfortable here.”
“I don’t know what to say…”
“Don’t say anything at all.” I grabbed her purse and bag and left it on my bed. When I came out again, she was staring at the painting on my wall.
“You put it back.” The happiness shined in her eyes.
“Yes. And I don’t plan on taking it down again.” I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing my chest against her back.
“Good.”
I kissed her cheek. “How was your day?”
“Good. Yours?”
“It was okay. My training is almost over. And I’m exhausted.”
“Would you like a massage?”
I smirked. “That would be nice. But I rub your back, not the other way around.”
“Why can’t we rub each other’s backs?”
“Because my girl doesn’t do anything. I do everything for her.”
She moved from my arms then sat on the couch. “What did you want to do tonight?”
“We can watch Gone with the Wind again,” I said with a smile.
She chuckled. “How about we mix it up?”
“Then you can pick. Find something on Netflix.” I lay beside her then felt her move onto my chest.
She flipped through the selections until she found Die Hard . “Is this okay?”
“You like this movie?” I asked in surprise.
“It’s a classic, isn’t it?”
“But there’s lot of guns and explosions…”
She eyed me. “And because I’m a girl I wouldn’t like that?”
I shrugged. “I guess.”
“No, I like it.” She gave me a quick kiss before she cuddled with me.
We didn’t do much when we were together. Other than eating and watching TV, we were pretty boring. But I loved that about our relationship. We didn’t need to do much to enjoy each other’s company. I could be myself and so could she.
When the movie was over, she squeezed my waist. “I’m ready for bed.”
“Lazybones.”
“I don’t want to sleep.”
My cock got harder than a rock.
She sauntered into the bedroom, and like a dog on the scent, I chased after her, wanting a taste of her.
It was dark inside my bedroom. I hadn’t made the bed in a few days but she didn’t seem to care. The sheets were heavy with her scent. I smelled it every night before I went to bed. I stood in front of her, watching her finger one of the straps on her dress.
She gave me a confident look, not minding my gawking. Then she pulled it down. And then the other.
My cock was throbbing.
She pulled it down the front of her waist, showing her voluptuous breasts. I swallowed the lump in my throat while I stared at her. It was impossible to hide my desperate attraction to her.
She held my gaze, not minding how much I stared at her. It was a side to her I’d never seen before. She wanted me to gawk at her body, fantasizing about it in a sexual way.
Her black bra was made of lace. It was thin in some places, showing the skin underneath. I loved the size of her chest. She had a petite waist and slender legs, but her breasts were round and perky. She had obvious cleavage and her breasts were so soft. I loved tasting them a few days ago.
She pulled the dress to her waist then pulled it down her legs.
I wanted to rip her clothes off but I kept my distance. With her, I couldn’t be as forward as I wanted. She had to take the reins and lead us forward. Until I knew she was ready, I wouldn’t make any moves. The last thing I wanted was to scare her.
She kicked her dress away, showing her white thong underneath.
Holy fucking shit.
She played with the waistband, still staring at me. Then she bit her lip and pulled it down her long and slender legs.
I wanted to come just from looking at her.
When
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