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“I can’t explain it, Gwen, I know that sounds crazy coming from a guy like me, but I need you there. I want you to come and it feels right. Tell me what you want or need so you will come.”
“You know, it’s really weird the way you came into my room.”
“It’s really weird the way I can’t get you out of my mind. I fall asleep thinking about you, I wake up with you on my mind, and I want to bury myself in you and forget everything else.”
The admission of those words shocked even me. I hadn’t intended to be so passionate and outspoken about a woman in my life, but Gwen brought it out of me. I knew this was my last chance, perhaps the only chance I would ever have, to make her see my side of things.
The desire to fuck her senseless, lose myself in the moment with her, and make her forget everything else on her mind was there. I battled with it every second I looked at her, sat close, or touched her.
Still, I wanted to go slow, tease her, and make her want, not just me, but more of me, more of us and all that we felt together. For this reason, I knew I had to drive her to madness, be soft and gentle, and give her everything a man could give her sexually.
Make her beg for it. With that in mind, I reached over and picked her up gently, and set her on my lap. At first, she fought it, her hands pushing against me as I moved her.
“Stop.”
“Just sit with me, I won’t do anything you don’t want.”
Her eyes were mysterious and confused, but she allowed it. Her hands balled in fists as I helped her straddle my lap. Lightly, I ran my fingers up and down her arms as we sat that way. I tried to speak her language as a woman and make her feel a certain way to reconsider.
“I’m going to miss you, Gwen. I want you to come so badly. Maybe it’s the sex — probably — but I want to see if there is anything else. Who knows, sometimes people can be like oil and water, have great sex, and something more.”
Her eyes softened. I saw them crinkle on the outside when she smiled. My fingers continued to work their magic, and to my surprise, her head pulled back a little when I moved my fingers over her breasts lightly, her clothing the only thing separating our bodies from touching.
I rubbed and massaged her body, her breasts, arms, back, stomach, and ass. Slowly, I ran my fingers through her hair, feeling its softness, and after a time, I was as hot and lustful as Gwen was feeling.
Smoothly, I pressed our bodies together and decided it was time to take things up a notch. I caressed the side of her face, ran my fingers up and over her hair, and pulled her lips to mine for a soft, light, and barely-there kiss.
She moaned softly, so I continued. Her lips parted a little, as if in invitation to me. I kept a slow pace. My intention was to drive her insane and then pull back. Let her feel and want what she was going to miss out on if she didn't come to California with me.
I carried her to the bed like the princess she was and laid her out so I could gently remove her clothing as she watched. Gwen’s eyes were big as saucers as I removed each piece slowly. I took it super slow, my hands gently grazing over her flesh as I moved.
She shivered, her body shook, and the goosebumps on her skin weren’t just from a chill in the air. The soft cries and husky murmurs coming from her lips were slowly driving me mad as well, and I knew I had to convince her to come with me or let her go forever.
Finally, I had her completely undressed, but rather than ravish her like I wanted to do, I had other things in mind. “Roll over, love. I want to help you relax. I want to awaken you to the beauty of touch, and not just the sexual kind of touch.”
She smiled. “I’m confused. I have no idea what you're doing, but whatever it is, don’t stop. This is a side of you, James, I never thought to see. So much gentleness, so much kindness, and I can’t wrap my head around it.”
She rolled over for me, so I grabbed some lotion from the bathroom. “Just lay still and let me do something for you that I love having done to me.”
Slowly, and with the utmost care, I stroked and ran my hands up and down her body.
Gwen’s moaning, the way her body turned to Jell-O after that shouldn’t have surprised me, but it did.
With each stroke of my fingers across her soft, smooth, moisturized flesh, I wanted to keep going. I stared at her shoulders and neck and worked my way vigorously down her back. Long, smooth strokes made her sigh and moan pleasantly.
The silence was deafening to my senses. I wanted to please her and avoid interrupting her so that it wasn’t ruined. If this was the last moment I’d spend with her, neither of us would forget it. If it was a moment that I could use to convince her to come with me to California, I wanted it to be so unforgettable that she could choose nothing else.
My own sense of reality, all the desires, and lust running through my body, was set aside. I kept rubbing, massaging, and loosening all the tight muscles she had in her body. After I spent way too much time on her ass and took a lot longer touching and caressing all her ticklish, secret spots, I made Gwen turn over.
“Come on, love, turn over for me.”
She did as I asked, and I was thankful the bed was warm and comforting for her. I wasn’t prepared for the onslaught of physical need and emotional confusion I’d feel when she did. There Gwen lay in front of me on the bed.
Her breasts were soft and begging to be touched with hard nipples at their center. The apex was between her legs, visible but slightly hidden, a secret spot I longed to run my fingers, lips, and tongue across.
The flatness of her belly, a tiny button at its center, her hair fanning around her face, and her eyes, which told a tale of a woman that felt just as much as I did, were questioning. We were both unsure what to do at this point, so I continued. Her eyes didn't leave mine, so I took the lotion, determined to make this unforgettable, and began at her feet.
“Stop!” Gwen laughed, but I continued. A little laughter never hurts anyone.
