Bailey

He held me in his arms as he began to move. It was slow and deliberate. Each small retreat followed by a stronger push forward. I tried so hard to watch him. I loved the way his eyes watched mine, and how his jaw clenched tightly as if he was barely holding on to his impulses. The steady rocking of our bodies was quiet in the room, just the occasional gasp when there was an unexpected movement or a brush of something against another.

I was floating up higher and higher. The blood so heated in my veins I could hear it so softly in my ears. "I love you," fell from my lips for the hundredth time and was answered just as the last one was with the same assured, "I love you." His body against mine was the most amazing feeling and I knew it had to be him for the rest of my life. Nothing would ever compare to this. No one else would ever have my heart.

I saw the way his eyes were closing for longer moments at a time. The slight sheen of sweat that had appeared on his forehead, and the way his hand was gripping my hip to either drive into me or hold back, I wasn't sure. I didn't even care. I was his for the taking and that's exactly what I wanted him to do. Take me.

Suddenly it was almost too much. My back arched from the bed and my eyes shut to block out everything except for the brightness that began to burst behind my lids. I called out his name and drew him as close as I could with my thighs. The sensation hit me like a tidal wave, tingling every nerve and sending pleasure in powerful rolling waves through my body. I sucked in air, completely breathless. He moved faster then, tucking his head between my neck and face in the soft spot where they meet. "Bailey," he said on a whisper, chasing then finding his own great wave.

***Well??? Was it worth it??? Stay tuned for the rest of their story. Their love isn't over yet!