it was almost more than she could bear yet he kept on, kissing her, making love to her, his hunger and her desire not knowing an end.
he got lost in the act of loving, mesmerized in watching her respond and when he entered her it was because he knew she was ready...he had prepared her, tasting and touching every part of her, even the parts she hated. did he even know he was making love to her heart and mind as well?
sometimes her heart would become so full of the love and connection she would cry, finally knowing how it felt to be loved unconditionally and to harbor such great love for another. then he would hold her and tell her it was ok to feel her feelings.
