Always the One by CC Monroe

Always the One by CC Monroe

Author:CC Monroe [Monroe, CC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: new adult romance
Publisher: Self-Published
Published: 2016-08-23T04:00:00+00:00


Trey

DINNER WITH SHAYLA WAS just what we needed. Food, wine, and time together. I’m still elated that we had sex; I can still feel her tight heat wrapped deliciously around my hard shaft. Missing it already. Goddamn. Things will never be the same for me. I couldn’t think of being with anyone else, ever again. Even if I tried. The way her heavy, smooth tits bounced when I thrust up into her, her hands gripping at me for anchoring, her loud moans of pleasure in my ear, her shaved, slick core all encompassing and all fucking mine.

As I play with the condensation on my beer mug, what she said in the bathtub plays over in my head, she does look different tonight. She’s in her own world, drinking wine and swaying her head to the jazz house band playing in the restaurant. She does look like a woman, maybe because I made her unfit for anyone else, or maybe it’s the glow in her eyes. This beautiful little woman is my keeper and I am hers. I love her, I love making love to her, I want to go back upstairs and fuck all night. Just reminding her with every kiss, lick, thrust, and touch how special she is to me.

She’s clothed in a gorgeous tight little white dress, and I do mean tight. Her wide hips and slim waist reminding me of what a woman she is, those are childbearing hips, my hips to hold while I fuck, hard. Her round tits perky and begging to be licked. Her burgundy hair in a girlie fucking updo or some shit, little hairs falling on her delicate face. I’m a gone man, captivated in her beauty, captured by her heart, and stolen by her being. I watch the little faces she makes when we talk over our steak, watch the way she licks her lip then bites the corner when I look at her, watch her skin flush when I tell her the dirty things I plan to do with her and that killer fucking body. Fuck, we’re only at dinner, not even touching, and I feel like we just fucked, completely and thoroughly connected through eye contact and words.

We make our way back to the room and spend some more time in the shower, washing and touching each other. I can’t wait until she isn’t so sore. I already miss being inside my girl. I’m starting to think about how in the hell I went all these years without being with her, and how I could never understand the concept of love. The feeling that I felt the moment I broke the barrier that separated her from virgin to womanhood was unexplainable.

I still have a ton of insecurities, which are only intensified due to the new step in our relationship. But I know I can work through that shit. No, I need to work through that shit because I want to be with her. I’ll work through everything I need to if it means I’ll always have her.



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