Passionately.
With all my heart.
He kissed me back just as passionately.
When our lips finally parted, he whispered, “What was that for?”
“For being you,” I whispered.
I wiped the tears from my eyes – and he helped, brushing them away with his thumb.
“You okay?” he asked.
Dumbass me – I should have just told him what I was feeling.
I love you. I LOVE you. I LOVE YOU.
That’s what I wanted to do –
But I was afraid.
Afraid he wouldn’t say it back.
So I took the easy way out…
And said the one thing it was easy for me to say:
“I need to fuck you right now.”
He laughed, totally surprised – but to his credit, he rolled with it. “Well, I’m not gonna say ‘no’ to that.”
I straddled him and kissed him desperately, never wanting to let him go…
And as soon as I felt his cock grow stiff enough, I reached down and put it inside me.
And I rocked my hips as I kissed him over and over.
This time, though, I didn’t focus on me and my orgasm –
I wanted to do something for him.
“What can I do to make it hotter for you?” I whispered as I rode him.
“I don’t think you can,” he murmured.
O-ho – a CHALLENGE.
I knew what he liked…
So I reached down, grabbed his hands, and placed them on my ass.
Then I leaned down and whispered in his ear, “I hate you.”
Of course, what I really meant was, I LOVE you.
Maybe that’s the only way I could say ‘I love you’ – with the opposite.
I don’t know.