My Lover pt.2 from the guys perspective
She blinks I move closer, she looks deep into my eyes and melts. Does she feel the same way I feel about her? I admire her chestnut hair and her hourglass body. All I’m thinking about is her lips on mine, how they would taste. I caress her warm and petite face, that is when I satisfy my curiosity and kiss her, she moans. Her lips taste like spring as it is like something that just blossomed into a very wonderful thing.
I decide to take it a bit farther, I try to get in, I’m afraid she’ll shut it down. To my surprise she lets me in. My tongue intertwines with hers, we moan, she puts her arms around my neck. I run my hands down her back slowly down her back and grasps her hips. She looks at me with a fire in her eyes, that’s when I know what she wants. I’ve always loved her, I never thought she would feel the same way. She is so sexy and I’m nothing more than just an average guy. At this time she runs her hands through my hair. Her touch is the only thing I want to feel. I moan and pull her hips closer to mine, I pull her so close that I can feel her wants, her needs, her desires. On that note I kiss her harder and pin her up against the wall.
She moans “ are you okay?” she says “yes, but don’t stop,” I kiss her again, and she bites my lip. I moan, I never thought my best friend would be my lover. It feels so good to finally have her all to myself. This perfect human being is mine, we grew up together. Our mothers were childhood best friends as well, but when her mother died we became closer...
I decide to take it a bit farther, I try to get in, I’m afraid she’ll shut it down. To my surprise she lets me in. My tongue intertwines with hers, we moan, she puts her arms around my neck. I run my hands down her back slowly down her back and grasps her hips. She looks at me with a fire in her eyes, that’s when I know what she wants. I’ve always loved her, I never thought she would feel the same way. She is so sexy and I’m nothing more than just an average guy. At this time she runs her hands through my hair. Her touch is the only thing I want to feel. I moan and pull her hips closer to mine, I pull her so close that I can feel her wants, her needs, her desires. On that note I kiss her harder and pin her up against the wall.
She moans “ are you okay?” she says “yes, but don’t stop,” I kiss her again, and she bites my lip. I moan, I never thought my best friend would be my lover. It feels so good to finally have her all to myself. This perfect human being is mine, we grew up together. Our mothers were childhood best friends as well, but when her mother died we became closer...