Part 12

"I'm home. Work was horrible today," your beloved calls out. You bolt to the door to welcome your love home. "Welcome home, Dear," you greet her with a kiss on the cheek. "I'll take your stuff. Why don't you go and get changed?" you say as you take her bag from her. She looks at you with an expression that seems to be holding back tears like this one little gesture meant the world to her, "Thanks, honey." As she walks into the bedroom, she begins removing her jacket and lets out a little groan. Only a moment passes after she leaves your view before you hear her call, "Honey, can you come in here?" You walk into the room and you are overwhelmed the second you pass the entrance. Her scent, like lavender, fills the room. Your eyes catch a glimpse of her laying face down on the bed with her shirt off and bra undone. Her voice serenades your ears as she asks, "Could you rub my back please? It's been a really long day." Her words ring in your ears over and over. "S-sure," your voice cracks like a teenage boy. Your cracking voice and stutter met with a giggle from your love "Well come over here," as you moved towards the bed. This isn't the first time this sort of thing has happened, but your reaction never changes. Your heart races, your throat dries up, your palms sweat, and you begin to shake. Is it nervousness? Adrenaline? or something else entirely? You have never quite figured it out. In what you already know to be a futile attempt to calm yourself as you straddle her back you put massage oil on your hands and rub them together, both to warm the oil and in the hopes of calming yourself down. "Hurry up! Hurry up!" she remarks while bouncing around. She can be very childish at times, and all you can think is "This is not the best time to be doing that." You close your eyes and take one last deep breath before you begin. When your eyes open and your focus turns towards her body you realize just how gorgeous she is. You gulp. Your self-control nearing its limit you press your hands against the small of her back. "Settle down. Settle down," As your hands touch her she lets out a soft moan. "Oh, come on. This is just cruel," you think to yourself. With every touch you find yourself more overwhelmed. Her quiet moans, her supple skin, and her gentle movements in response to your touch. It was all too much to take by the time you reach her shoulders. You pull your hands away from her shoulders. As you stop she turns her head and asks "Why did you st-", but before she can finish her sentence your lips touch her lower back and she yelps in surprise. You slowly work your way up her back, and with every kiss she lets out a moan which only serves to spur you on. The kisses get longer as your passion flares. Her scent and voice once again engulf you, clouding your mind to anything else. As you reach her neck she rolls over under you and brings herself up to meet your lips. The two of you press your bodies closer to one another, not even leaving one inch between you. You can feel her warmth, and hear her ever quickening heart beat. You slowly draw away from one another. Her chest heaves as she takes deep breaths. Your eyes meet only for a moment. her face flush in a deep red, her hair in complete disarray. She quickly averts her gaze from yours. As turns back her eyes beg you to continue, and you lock lips once again. Her hands reach for yours and the two of you intertwine your fingers. In that moment everything else ceased to exist. No more stress, strife, fear, or plight. The only thing that was left was the feelings held between lovers. Two bodies, minds, and hearts meshed together creating a beautiful tapestry of love.