It wasn’t the way her body welcomed his as he slid deep inside her that told him. Not the way she melted like warm milk chocolate beneath him, whispering sexy words with each measured thrust that told him. Not the beautiful way she rose up to meet him, not the so familiar taste of her lips and skin, not the soft sounds that turned to throaty moans as he possessed her.
It was the moment her eyes locked with his, something warm and comfortable shining brighter than the lust that told him. It drove him to the edge of himself to see acceptance there. Acceptance of the man he was and could be because she needed him. Wanted only him.
He was home.
Just the way her skin glowed with a sheen of sweat was intoxicating to him. The hard wet grip of her body as she tumbled over the edge, his name on her lips, her legs so tight around his waist. She tossed her head back, her cries loud as she lost herself in the pleasure he gave her. He couldn’t hold out any longer.
With a wordless cry, he followed her over. He gave and gave, bathing her with his essence, and reveling in the knowledge that she was his in every way. Nothing had ever felt this right; no woman had ever felt this right.
“I love you.” The words, pulled from somewhere deep in his soul, spilled out as he settled on top of her. He whispered them, felt them, and let them shimmer between them. Cradling her close, their bodies still connected, he savored the feeling of being home.
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Such a delightful feeling; each different yet so comfortable.
Beautifully written so we can all share it and remember our times, too.
Author
The song made me wonder how it would feel. Does it feel that good to find that perfect fit with someone? Hm.
This was lovely, Cara.
“It drove him to the edge of himself to see acceptance there.”
So well put. And yes, it does feel that good when you find the perfect fit.
Author
Ah, I’ve never experienced anything like this. I was imagining it felt like this, or this was how I wanted it to feel.
Thanks for your comment.
This is so sexy. Such wonderful choice in words.
If this is how you want it to feel, you can put this feeling into words, contextualize it, then I think this is exactly what you should aim for. So many people don’t know what they want and subsequently “settle” – which sounds bad, but sometimes it is interchangeable with “comfortable.” which is delightful. My point is, knowing what you want puts you ahead of so many… including people that have been one relationship for 50+ years.
Author
I think I’ve held back a lot of myself because I don’t want to settle. Many of my stories are my way of working out what I want or feel. Hopefully it helps me to make good choices (or make any choice at all).
I like the way you took the male’s perspective, here. I often wonder, when I read male-perspective that’s been written by a female (or when I write male-perspective, myself), whether this is actually how the process goes with them. However, you’ve written it the way I would love to imagine someone thinking about me…. *sigh!* 😉
Author
I like to think the emotions are the same. None if my gent readers have said differently. Then again, the feeling is gender neutral
Beautiful.
Author
Thank you for saying so. 🙂
I’m catching up on my blog reading. So behind. :-/ I added this song to my playlist, too. 😉
Author
Life gets so busy. Sometimes it’s hard to keep up.
I’m already thinking about the song for next week.
can’t wait to see what you come up with. 😉
Author
Me too!