Angielski
I can't handle it anymore. Whatever his mom whispered to him from heaven that night, in this field.... worked.
I had to feel his lips on mine. I walk over to where I can straddle him, feel him. I place my hands on the back of his neck and kiss him with all I have. I feel his hands travel to my hips and grip, hard. Not hard enough to bruise but dang hard enough to do nothing except make me hot. I draw back just long enough to stare at him in the eyes, those deep blue eyes that can gaze directly into my soul.
"I love you too Cincinnati. I guess I always have."
He pulls me as near as he can to him and kisses me with what I term nothing but ownership since he now understands how I feel and I belong to him. With our tongues vying for control, I can't help but groan and I feel him tighten his grip on me.
All the sudden he turns us over so now I'm beneath Cinn and he has one knee between my thighs, bending over me kissing his way down my jaw all the way to that lovely region behind my ear.
Fuck, my lace panties are soaking by now beneath this dress.
I can feel his hand on top of my thigh.
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