Tina

And so its night. A long day has come to an end, one of those days where we fall in love over and over again. Make sure our physical bond is still intact, and my god, it is! Still, lying in my arms, I miss her. I miss being inside her, feeling her, tasting her, touching her, having her.

She’s almost like a baby, safely tucked in my arms, no worries, no fears, just pure comfort. She’s grunting, small ticks making me giggle a little, Bette Porter – control freak, always holding her composure now in a childlike manner lying here naked and revealed, vulnerable and soft. I am blessed, no other way of putting it, truly blessed!

With every second I watch her, my mouth waters and I think of all the things she’s brought into my life. Passion, tenderness, playfulness, intimacy, nearness, insatiability, craving, desire, warmth, love. The list goes on and on and on..

She’s beginning to wake up and stirs a little, I couldnt hold it, I had to lead my hand down her naked arms, kiss her on her forehead, smell her hair. So I woke her up. She knows I did this to her, knows I’m the one responsible for her lack of sleep, her tiredness, her exhaustion, her satisfaction, her contentment, her happiness. Is it really ok for me to want her again? I’m beginning to feel a bit guilty for having one thing on my mind, and with that I really mean one thing Am I a greedy little monster, making my beautiful wife all tired and worn out? Hihi, maybe – probably..!!

I smell her familiar scent, her soft hair stroking my cheek with every exhale. Her skin is like velvet, goosebumps following my tender caresses. She moans, greets my love. Her eyes still closed, the awareness of me enough for her imagination to give her the impressions she needs. The scent of waking up gives me a warm smile, nothing more intimate, nothing more personal, nothing more loving than the two of us sharing this, sharing our lives, sharing each other, sharing love. I know everything about her, every hot and ***** little detail, and at the same time every little stupid and foul thing – I think I love her even more because of that! I love that she’s not perfect, I love all her flaws. Listen to me, I’m rambling. I guess, I’m just having a hard time expressing just how deep these feelings go. A simple I love you just doesnt do

Her sleepy eyes meet mine. She yawns and tries to stretch, but I hold her closer. She grins at me and her face lights up reflecting her love and affection – my heart melts. I feel it flood. I feel my cheeks blushing, my stomach making flips. We just lie here, looking into each others eyes, seeing each others souls, bonding again I guess. And definitely falling deeper and deeper in love, if its even possible. I regard it as impossible actually, either to be this blessed, this lucky, this fortunate or this much in love, this addicted, this terrified, terrified – down right scared to death to lose her. I have no doubt what so ever, that if shed leave me, Id die! In her presence I live, in her presence I breathe, in her presence I’m at home, I’m me. She’s the last puzzle I’ve so desperately searching for my whole life, feeling it empty and meaningless, always knowing there was something missing. I knew it the moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew it with the first look, the first word, the first time I felt her hand brush my skin, our first date, our first embrace, our first kiss, our first fight, the first time we made love. I knew I was where I wanna be, where I belong.

And so the feeling I’m now trying to describe seems just too sacred to try to type down with letters, simple words, black on white, just prints really – not making justice to the profound and deep sensation running through my entire body. I’m hoping she’s got some sort of telepathic skills, hoping some of my thoughts are emitting, giving her confidence in me, making her nothing less than totally sure of me, God knows thats one of my biggest fears, her not knowing what I feel. How I feel. I love you I say, eyes filling up with salty water. She sees it, knows me too well, kisses my eyes and whispers into my ear, the sensation of her warm breathing sending shivers down my spine, making moist rivers run to the place I know I want to welcome her into in a minute of so I know you do T, Ive never doubted you, never will She kisses me softly Oh, and so you know it, just in case. I love you too I smile again, take her tresses in my hands and pull her in for a deep kiss, wanting to have complete possession of her mouth, her thoughts, her mind, her heart – and the best thing making my whole world rock – I have it!! Please, make love to me baby She smiles. Her right arm bent to rest her head, her left hand stroking my arm. The hair on my back rise. I butter up with every caress. I know she’s committed to complying my wishes. Yearning to satisfy me, craving to be inside me, union with me. Longing to love me, loving to love me. I love her to love me, love the way she loves me. God I love the way we love each other. Love this feeling, no matter how desperately tongue tied and even frustrated I feel. I love her.

She nuzzles me, token of affection between us, safety, security. I feel her eyes softly close, I imagine her thoughts completely at ease. This lovemaking is tender, sweet, loving, affectionate. Our raw and untamed lust and desire to ravish each other expanding into a need to share lives, become one, securing each other. Needing more than the extreme bliss of our physical satisfaction, but also the indescribable heaven of sharing our mental bond.

She gently slides on top of me, holding my head in her hands, keeping eye contact. It seems like I can see all the way through to her soul. I shiver. She kisses me. Were veteran kissers – to a stranger, boring maybe, but no! Every time she kisses me like this, its excruciating unless I know shell let her tongue find its way down the rest of my body. And this time, I know she will! I moan into her mouth, she moans into my mouth. Were in sync. We know where this ride is going, we anticipate this lovemaking as one of our most intimate moments, knowing that were even closer to each other by the end of it. We know well be wrapped in each others arms, falling to sleep accompanied by I love yous echoing in unison.

And this is it, she’s making love to me, I can’t even begin to summarize it. Can’t describe it, dont want to either – lets just say we share something so sacred, so divine, so beautiful and unbreakable. Were sharing more than just touches and caresses, our lives are intertwined and entangled, just as our bodies are. Weve shared the most delicious day, taking care of each other, in every possible way, and I know well both fall asleep in each others arm knowing this love is forever and for always.

I love you, Baby I whisper as I drift off to sleep

I love you, T she says as she kisses me softly on my forehead.