“I feel the same way,” she says.
A knot of anxiety I didn’t know was there releases. I sigh happily and wrap my arms around her, getting more comfortable. I could definitely get used to this.
I’m happy I’ll be able to get used to this.
She strokes my hair, and, for a while, we just enjoy each other’s company. I happily melt into her while our breathing sinks up. It’s a nice break from the chaos that’s been going on recently.
But then I realize that I want more. I think she’s thinking the same thing.
My hands wander around her body and her hands wander around mine. It isn’t sexual at first. We’re simply getting used to each other’s body. We’re exploring what we now own through our relationship.
I’m hers and she’s mine. Nothing can ever change that.
She continues to do this for a while before slipping a hand underneath my shirt. Her hand wanders around my back and stomach before reaching up for my breasts. I chuckle and smile up at her.
“I think I know what you want,” I say. “I want it too.”
“Let’s go to my bedroom,” she says. She leans down to give me a kiss. “We’ll figure everything else out tomorrow.”
She gets up and offers her hand to me. She’s so chivalrous.
I take her hand. She leads me upstairs to her bedroom. I feel like I’m floating on air as we walk.
When we reach the bedroom, she shuts the door behind us and pulls me in for another kiss. I happily kiss back.
We’ve never kissed quite like this before. It’s new, but just as good as the kisses that were driven by lust. This one is driven by love.
I wrap my arms around her and pull her close to me. I’m frustrated at the results. These pesky clothes are keeping me away from my girlfriend.
I start to pull at her clothes and she pulls at mine. We quickly undress each other and toss our clothes haphazardly aside.
I pull her in for another kiss. She takes me over to the bed and we lay down in it. I cuddle up to her. Now we’re close.
I look over her and she looks over me. Our bodies are tangled together. With her leg in between mine, I know she can feel how wet I’m getting. She smiles and gives me another kiss.
“Let’s do something about this,” she says as she reaches down to play with my pussy. She pushes me onto my back and spreads my legs.
She starts to slowly play with my clit, building up the pleasure inside of me. I didn’t know it was possible, but it feels even better than it did before. I think it’s because I’m more sure now.
I know I’m not going to lose her and she’s not going to lose me. We’re holding onto to each other for the rest of our lives.
And it certainly is a nice bonus that she knows how to make a girl feel good. While she’s massaging me, she reaches over to her bedside drawer and pulls out a few toys. She spreads out a few dildos and vibrators on the bed.
She leans down and gives me a kiss.
“Now we can really have fun tonight.” She says.
I don’t know if it’s that she’s doing something different now or that the anticipation is making me hornier, but that might be the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.
I spread my legs a bit more and thrust my hips up towards her. I know it probably looks lewd, but I’m too worked up to care. She’s all mine and we’re about to have the best sex of our lives.
Twenty
Tiffany
Rachel is thrusting her hips up at me. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I try to keep my head on straight while I plan my next move.
Though I suppose if I don’t remember everything, I can always try it later. The thought makes me practically giddy. I can’t believe that the gorgeous, writhing naked woman in front of me is my girlfriend.