I want to see your beautiful face
I want to touch your soft hair
I want to stroke your smooth skin
I want to taste your lips
I want to hold you in my arms
I want to make love to you, like it's supposed to be
I love you

That was the last email she got from him. She couldn't get him out of her head. They had been great together once upon a time. They spent every minute together that they could. He would never let go of her when they were together. He loved showing everyone that she was his. Over 3 years had past since thier high school romance. She had the last CD he had given her softly playing in the background while she tried to read one of those sappy romance novels. Her mind kept drifting to memories.

She was brought back to reality by footsteps on the crumbling deck out front. A knock on the door had her trying to see through the glare into the dark night. She opened the door slowly, unable to see out, and smiled unconciously when she saw that it was him.

"Hey Love, how's it going."

"Hey," She said, still grinning inside, "just about to put Lily to bed."

She carried her child into the bedroom as he followed. Even though it wasn't his daughter, he still liked Lily, except for the whole diaper changing thing.

They walked back into the living room. He followed her so he could look at her. She really was beautiful. He took a seat next to her on the couch and wrapped his arm around her neck as they talked idly. Her head rested on his shoulder, she loved his touch, she felt comfortable next to him. They talked for a while, and a silence fell upon them.

"You know what you said?" She asked.

"What's that babe?"

She paused, last minute arguments in her head. Maybe it would be different then the other guys. She knew he loved her, maybe it really could mean something.

"When you said you wanted to make love to me, like it's supposed to be." She said shyly, looking at his face.

He smiled and kissed her softly on the cheek. He loved his lips touching any part of her body. They turned to face each other, his hand softly stroked the kissed cheek. He leaned in to her and let his lips touch hers, let his tongue find hers, they kissed slowly, passionatly.

She broke the kiss to stand up, she stripped herself of her sweatshirt, leaving her in only a t-shirt and sweat pants. So beautiful. She tossed the sweatshirt on his head and giggled. She hadnt done that in a while, she hadn't dont any of this in a while. It felt good. She walked into her bedroom so happy she had to be careful not to skip.

He smiled and watched her go, it's hard to keep your eyes off of something that attractive. He followed her into the room, stumbling on some clothes in the dark. She was laying on her back in the bed. He slid on top of her, slowly letting his weight rest on her body. He kissed her neck and it sent chills all the way down her body. He slid his hand up her shirt, and brought his fingers down the middle of her chest, letting his nails slide along her skin over her stomach. Her skin tingled and goose bumps covered her side. Her nipples pushed up on the shirt covering them, allowing him to find them with is mouth. The cloth of her shirt amplfied the touch of his tongue on her nipple, her hips arched a bit. He moved slowly, deliberatly, letting her enjoy every sensation.

He lifted her shirt to her neck, removing the barrier between his tongue and her skin. Her breasts are beauitful, like the rest of her. The feel of his tongue was amazing. She reached behind his head and pulled him to her. They kissed again. They kissed like she hadnt been kissed in years. She loved the taste of him, the feel of his body on hers. He was right. This is what it was supposed to be.

He kissed her cheek, her neck, he lifted her shirt off of her and kissed her collar bone, sucked on it gently for a moment. His fingers ran down her side, followed by his kisses. More tingles than she'd felt in a long time. Wave after wave passed through her. He kissed her hip, sucked on it gently. Slid her pants down only an inch, kissing her every few seconds along her waist, her hips move up again, pressing against his mouth.

"Make love to me," She wispers.

He kissed back up her beautiful body and let his tongue play in her mouth for a moment. She pulled his shirt off and touched his chest. Why did this feel so right after all this time?

He laid himself back down on her, pressing his naked chest against hers, feeling her skin against his. He couldnt resist her lips, he had to keep his in touch with hers, he loved it, couldnt get enough of her taste.

He took a breast in his hand and full on open mouth kissed her nipple. His other hand slipped between her legs and rubbed her through her sweatpants. She couldnt take it, she reached down and unbuttoned his shorts, pulling the zipper down as fast as she could manage. She reached into his shorts, into his boxers and pulled him out. Wow, he wasn't just bragging, he really was bigger than she remembered. She stroked him as his touch to her crotch made her wetter and wetter.

She pushed his hand off her crotch, lifted her hips, and revealed herself. So beautiful. She pushed her sweatpants to her ankles and kicked them off, as he lay himself back onto her, his dick found itself resting between her lips. He kissed her hard and she grabed his dick and placed it where it needed to go. He pressed it into her body slowly, she could feel it coming into her inch by inch. Once it was pressed entirely into her, she couldnt help but kiss him, it really did feel amazing.

She allowed the pleasure of him inside her to take over her, he slowly made love to her. He kissed her neck, licked up to behind her ear, kissed her shoulder, her collar, her breasts. Everywhere he kissed her gave her chills, brought her closer.

He slid his hand down her side, between her legs. Still slowly sliding himself into her, he gently pressed his fingers to her clit and began to rub it, small, gental circles. His hand would speed up and slow down in response to her breathing. She was lost, her body felt only pleasure. Every bit of her being was wrapped up in the upcoming orgasm. She felt it wash over her. She could feel him inside her, her muscles clamping on him tightly as she came.

He kept himself inside her as he let her relax, pulling out only when her orgasm was done.

"Wow," She looked at him, unable to beleive it could feel like that.

He smiled, he'd been waiting a long time to make her feel like that. He loved her.