“You know you’re distracting me!” I said while looking at Michael.
Michael was lying completely naked with his thick legs slightly spread, his muscled arms crossed behind his head and flaccid penis resting on his stomach.
“How am I distracting you?”
“I keep looking at you and wanting to just talk with you but every time I think of something so say I get distracted at how beautiful you are.”
Michael opened his eyes and a smile crossed his lips.
“May I kiss you?” I asked.
“Only if you tell me you love me first.” Michael said.
I let the sheet that I was holding to my breast slip from my fingers exposing my naked breasts. I leaned forward and crawled from where I was sitting between Michael’s legs. My sandy blonde hair dropped over my shoulders and framed my face. I stopped when my face was a fraction from Michael’s face and sat on his stomach.
My hand reaching to his stubbled cheek and lightly caressed him.
“Oh no you don’t. You haven’t told me that you love me yet.” Michael said with a slight smile.
“I haven’t kissed you yet, have I?” I said with my lips moving ever so close to Michael’s.
“What if I told you I wanted to do something else too?”
“What would that be?”
“After I kiss you I want to just lie here in your arms kissing you and letting my fingers caress your penis.” I stopped and looked into his eyes.
“I want to touch you and make you nice and hard. Then I want you to roll over on top of me and make love to me.”
“I think all of that would be really nice except one thing.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Well, we only finished ten minutes ago so it may take a little while for me to get ready. Other than that I think you have a wonderful idea but you still haven’t told me that you love me.”
“hmmm, so, all I have to do is say ‘I love you’ and I get to kiss you?” I asked.
“Yup, it’s that simple.” Michael said.
“What if I said that I really missed you when you travel?”
“Nope, you have to say ‘I love you’.”
“What if I said that I love when you send me a text saying that you’re thinking about me?”
“Nope!” Michael said shaking his head slightly side to side.
“What if I said I loved when we talk on the phone at night or when you send me emails and what if I said I love the way you touch me or how you hold my hand? What about if I said that I loved the note you wrote for me.”
“No, no and no. None of those will work. You just have to say one thing.”
“All I have to say is ‘I love you’ and that’s it…” I asked playfully “and I get a kiss?”
“Okay, ready?” I asked and Michael responded with a nod of his head.
“I really really really think that I like you more than a lot. I think that I may more than like you.” I said with a smile and went in for a kiss.
Michael turned his head to the side and my kiss landed squarely on his cheek.
“That’s cute but not good enough. Say it.”
“Just ‘I love you’, like that? Why do I need to say it, because you know that I do?”
“Okay, I guess it’s time for bed.”
“Hold on, hold on, keep your pants on.” I said with a devilish smile and continued “I need to figure this out.”
I again leaned forward again and came right up to Michael’s lips and stopped.
“I love you.”
Michael’s hands pulled me onto him and he rolled us over. He was on top of me. His legs were tangled with mine, his hips and stomach against mine and his hand was on my cheek.
“See that was easy.” Michael said as he gently took control and started to kiss me. It was soft and loving.
“I really like your idea but I do need to make a few changes.” Michael said.
“Oh, really? I put a lot of thought into this. I’ll listen but I get to veto anything I don’t like, after all it is my idea.”
“Well, first I don’t need you to touch me because things have come back to life.” Michael was making a gross understatement because I could feel a lot more than ‘come back to life’ pressing again my stomach.
“Okay, I can accept that change but I get extra kisses in exchange.”
“I think that’s a fair trade.” Michael said while placing another gentle kiss on my lips.
“And,” Michael continued “I really feel like I have to tell you that I love you.”
“No. I don’t want you to.” I said causing Michael to lift his head up and look at me. The tears were already starting to fill in my eyes.
“May I ask why?”
“No. I think we can start with the kissing.” I said trying to change the subject.
“Well, I’m going to do it anyway. I’m going to look into your eyes and I’m going to tell you that I love you and that I miss you. I’m going to tell you that I love your text messages in the morning and your ‘I love you’s’ when you say goodbye on the phone. I’m going to tell you that I love your laugh and your smile. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have found you and how lucky I am that I get to be in love with you.”
“Please don’t, I don’t want to cry. I don’t want you to come home and all I do it cry.” I said as the tears were already starting to roll out the corners of my eyes and onto my cheeks.
“I love you.” Michael said. “You have no idea how much I love you.”
“I love you.” I whispered as Michael started to enter me.
It caused me to roll my head back and inhale and an involuntary moan slipped from my lip. Every nerve in my body woke up and told my brain that a new sensation was being felt.
The feeling of Michael’s penis sliding into my body was incredible. It may have been the fact my emotions were a bit crazy or the fact we had only finished having sex a few short minutes before. Either way it just felt different, better.
My entire body was alive to every touch and every kiss. Michael’s every move seemed to be exaggerated and slow. Each time he seemed to slip deeper into me. The sounds of his moans were ringing in my ears and making me roll my hips to meet his every thrust. His thrusts were becoming faster and deeper each time. I brought my thighs up and squeezed my legs against his hips. My body was being crashed into with ever increasing speed.
Michael kissed me and lifted his chest off of me. His chest was heaving and glistening with sweat. Only our hips were touching and they were on fire.
He let out a groan and pushed into me as hard as he could and held himself to me. He was cumming. I could feel his thighs tense while he was in me. I could see it in his face. I squeezed him with my pussy muscles and relaxed them and did it again.
A low half angry sounding groan slipped from his throat and he lowered himself on top of me. I ran my fingers through his hair and then caress his back.
“Roll over on top on me; I can’t hold myself up anymore.” Michael gasped and we rolled in unison with his penis never leaving my body. He was starting to soften while still inside me.
I traced his chin with my lips up to his ear and neck and kissed the soft flesh. “I really think I more than like you.” I said with a smile.
I could feel his penis starting to slipped out of me and finally we separated causing me to gasp.
I moved off to the side and rested my head on Michael’s chest and lightly traced his chest and stomach with my fingers. I continued tracing farther and farther down until I was caressing his penis and balls.
“Don’t even think about it, I’ll have a heart attack.”
I touched his thighs and traced back up. I slipped my legs over his and he closed his arm around me pulling me close to him. His cum was starting to seep out of me. I could feel it on my bottom thigh. I didn't move, I just stayed there against Michael and savored the afterglow and the closeness that we were sharing.
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