Connections (Part 3)

The story begins here.

The next day, I met the newlywed away from his wife for the first time. He was sweet and charming. Funny, and sexy as hell! His eyes sparkled when he flirted with me while at the same time his voice was filled with love when he spoke of his wife. He was a walking contradiction.

As I spent more time with him my desire for him increased. I needed to feel desirable. I needed it like I needed air to breathe. He made me feel sexy again. I hoped I had read his signals correctly.

It was all I could do to knock on his door that night. He loves his wife. Why am I here? He answered, his bare chest pulling me in. “Do you want company?” I asked. His yes made my body turn to liquid flame. I was still unsure whether we would just be holding each other that night or if there would be more. I so wanted more! The minute he touched me I melted. No one had ever made me feel that way before. I can’t describe that night. My brain left me. I have never been so satisfied. I have never felt so full. I have never connected so perfectly, so primally with anyone before.

The next few days were hectic. There was no time for processing what happened between us. Would it happen again? Could I live without it now that I knew what it could be? What was it exactly? Was it simple carnal lust? Was it deep-seated attraction? Was it crazy?

Then we happened again. We fucked and fucked and fucked. It was the most amazing experience. His arms held me firmly. (I’m such a sucker for good arms.) His tongue flickered across my clit in the most fabulous way. I couldn’t get enough of it. He may have sucked on my breasts. I may have sucked on his balls. Why can I only recall the feelings? Why can I not remember the actions? I remember orgasm after orgasm after orgasm; both mine and his. I remember being completely sated and then wanting more. I remember wishing I didn’t need to eat or sleep. I remember wishing I could stay in those glorious arms.

I woke as the flight that connected through Vegas landed. My man met me at the airport. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me hello. The flight had been long. I had had many vivid dreams.

~ by Diana on April 21, 2008.

One Response to “Connections (Part 3)”

  1. well that sounds like a great time.
    nothing like being fully satisfied

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