Love In Between
Chapter 74

The next day: 26th January

I feel his lips kissing my neck and his fingers running provocatively up and down my arms, and it’s impossible to sleep like this… -Mmmm… -I murmur and even though I can’t see him, I know he’s smiling.

-Good morning future wife. – He whispers and intentionally moves his arms around me and places his hands on my abdomen – How did you sleep? – He asks in my ear and smiles.

-You know perfectly well that we’ve hardly slept… between your eagerness to set a definite date for the wedding, and the k****s you’ve been giving me; I haven’t been able to get much rest. – I explain, making him laugh.

Gael pulls me tighter against him to the point where I can feel all his masculinity close to the most sensitive part of my body, and it takes my breath away, “You didn’t seem to complain about my k****s last night…” he comments and bites my lobe.

A slight m**n escapes my mouth and I know he’s smiling triumphantly at being able to get what he wanted, “You’re a little devil,” I say as I feel one of his hands move away from my abdomen and start to roam the thin fabric of my black silk nightdress. It’s worth noting that it’s the only garment I’m wearing, and he’s only wearing boxers.

His fingers get dangerously close to my crotch area and slowly his index finger begins its journey to my intimacy over the thin fabric. -You know I like to get naughty with you,” he admits in my ear and nibbles on my lobe again.

It’s indescribable the power each of his words has on me, but I think it’s more the f*****g sensual way he says them that makes me go like this.

His other fingers start to accompany the movement of his index finger and I’m losing my mind… he forces me to spread my legs apart to give him more access and I can feel his e******n increasing. It drives me crazy to feel him like this. -You’ll kill me…” I say incoherently.

-Just from pleasure, I promise…” He whispers and takes his other hand to my breasts and starts to play with them one by one.

I don’t know any more about myself, I only know that my body is screaming for him and he knows it perfectly well because he continues with his sweet torture, stealing m***s that get louder and louder and I’m grateful that we decided to stay in his flat and not in his family’s house. His fingers finally slip under the fabric of my nightgown and in an instant he’s inside me, and now I can’t even remember what my name is.

My body instinctively begins to move to follow the rhythm of his fingers as I listen to his breathing already out of rhythm. I don’t know if there’s much romance in all this, but it’s definitely turning me on, and with him, either way is incredible.

For some reason his hand stops playing with my breasts, but I can’t even stop to think about why, I just keep enjoying the pleasure he generates in me.

He continues his sweet torture until his fingers slip out of me leaving me wanting everything. I’m so frustrated right now and I can only turn to look at him angrily, but before I can claim anything; he k****s me passionately and holds one of my legs in such a way that makes me almost in the air and when I least expect it; he possesses me making me see the stars.

I m**n in pleasure against his lips and pause to look into his eyes as best I can. His brown eyes are filled with pleasure as he moves into me, each thrust bringing me closer to delirium. -I love you,” he says in agitation and releases my leg to wrap his arms around my chest.

It’s a complete thrill to have him on my back possessing me like this, there’s no way I can ever get bored because, with him, every day with him is something different and that’s what I love most about our relationship; there’s no routine between the two of us.

I close my eyes, trying to absorb the sensations he brings to me, but the feel of him trembling doesn’t help me at all, I lose my mind over and over again with him and each of the harder thrusts he makes.

My heat and his meet at this moment, and we can only stay still for a moment as we try to recover. I have absolutely no head for anything right now, let alone when I feel him kissing my neck.

I laugh with happiness and hold his arms so he doesn’t let me go -I love you…- I tell him and k**s as I can his arm -Wake me up like this whenever you want…- I comment and it’s him who laughs now.

He k****s my neck again-When you’re my wife, I’ll make love to you each and every morning together and I’ll be so intense that you’ll tell me you’re pregnant sooner than you think. – He whispers to me and I wouldn’t know whether to be scared or die of love at his words.

-From what I can see you want to have a baby soon…” I joke.

-I’m dying for you to tell me you’re pregnant. I’ve never in my life wanted to be a father as much as I do right now. I love you so much. – He confesses to me and I really understand at this moment that I want to have a child with him too.

As best I can, I turn to face him, still in each other’s arms. I look at him, I focus on each of his details and smile, “As soon as we get married, I will stop taking care of myself, I promise; I also want us to have a child,” I confess and I think I have made him very happy with these words because his smile doesn’t fit on his face.

-I love you,” he says and k****s me like crazy.

How can he be such a child, but at the same time such a man, is this degree of perfection possible?