He walked into the kitchen to find her in her emerald green silk kimono robe tied up, and her long messy curls piled up on top of her head. "do you want me to make breakfast or are you going to pick something up on your way?" "how did you know I was here?" he asked playfully. She turned around in his arms and pressed a tender kiss to his lips, "I just know". "so, what do you want for breakfast?" he stared at her for a few moments and took in her tiny frame she was no more than 5 feet tall, he heard the faint sound of music coming from the record player in the living room, "you know we have a maid right" "yes, I know, but I wanted to give her a break."
Then the look in his eyes changed the sea blue and grayish color of them darkened to a deep gray color, her favourite colour. "I know what I want for breakfast"
"what is that?"
"you"
he leaned his head and pressed his lips to hers, he backed her up out of the kitchen and lead her to their room after she had jumped into his arms. "I love you" he said. She mumbled something reminiscent of I love you against his lips. He leaned her down onto the bed and climbed on top of her, peeling off what little clothes she had on. When he took off her robe he found his shirt on underneath it. He looked up at her, "what did we talk about with you and my clothes?" "you can't tell me what to do, I'm a grown woman, even if I'm your girlfriend."
"you're 19"
"and 19 is over 18, which is the legal age, anyway I'm going to be 20 in 2 weeks"
"you will be turning 20 in time out if you don't listen to me woman"
"but I like your clothes they're soft and big so I don't have to wear pants."
"I guess you can wear them"
He had successfully taken off all her clothes and started to descend her body with soft small kisses down her stomach and then latched on to her where she needed him most. It wasn't hard and rough like it normally was but it was soft and needy. He kept at her until she moaning his name and telling him to "stop, no keep going" she couldn't figure out what she wanted and he loved her like this. All his and completely at his mercy. He had stopped and her wetness was still on his chin and his lips. He climbed back up her body she traced her finger along his mouth and he bit her, "ow! What was that for?" "because I love you, and love hurts" she rolled her eyes and pulled him down on top of her, she liked him this way.
"you want to be on top?" she nodded her head
"good I won't have to do any of the work"
"oh, shut up"
She flipped them over and was perched up on is stomach and slowly making her way down, sinking down on him. She let out a soft little moan and he gripped her hips in his large warm hands. She started to move her hips in around in circles on him while sitting in the space between his thighs. His hands slid up from her hips and started to rub up her back and the sides of her stomach and eventually up to her chest. Soon he couldn't stand the painfully slow pace that they were going even though she looked so beautiful, the sun was coming in from the shaded window and the early morning light was hitting her just right. Her skin was glowing and her hazel green/brown coloured eyes seemed even more mysterious than usual. It made him want to stop and get a camera so that she would know just how beautiful she was to him. His hands went back down to his hips and he started to thrust in and out of her at a faster pace but one that wouldn't leave her thighs burning and chaffed afterwards. She stared those little breathy moans and whimpers that he loved to hear. He frowned not liking the space in-between them and pulled her down so that her chest was on his, skin to skin.
She was close, he could feel it but he was far from done. She started moaning louder and if she didn't stop he going to let go right there. He loved the effect she had on him. When they were like this, he wanted to tell her just how much she meant to him and exactly how much he loved her and all those other things that he couldn't tell her verbally because it would make him look weak and girlish, but he would tell with every thrust of his hips into hers and every caress his hands would give her. Even though what was going on between them was pornographic it was still love, some of the only love he was good at expressing. He knew he should tell her considering that he could lose her at any moment but this would have to do for now.
She came hard and she was biting down on his shoulder while moaning loudly. She was laying down on his chest and he wanted to say that she was heavy but she was just barely 100 pounds. He let her lay upon him for a few moments and ran his hands up and down her spine, feeling each vertebra, tangling his fingers in her hair that he had taken down when she wasn't paying him any attention. After a few quiet moments, she was lay on her with her body tucked into his side. She snuggling her head onto his shoulder and feeling the warmth radiate from him and listening to his strong heart beat reverberating in his chest. She reached up and kissed that spot and under his ear that only she knew about that instantly got him hard again, "you want to again? "she asked.
He didn't answer verbally he got on top of her and kissed her neck while slipping into he easily. He was buried in all the way to the hilt. He slowly pulled back out and went back in, every time deeper than the last that set her off doing those tiny whimpers that he loved to hear from her so much. After a few more tender deep strokes he came hard inside of her, his body slumped on top of hers and after a few minutes he rolled off top of her and pulled her on him. He kissed her soft brown skin, her scent infiltrating his nose. She smelled like sea salt, and the way it smells outside after a warm summer rain has passed, she smelled like she lived outside in only the most beautiful places instead of in dirty New York up in their pent house.
"you wore me out little lady"
She rolled her eyes "you're just old that's all"
"hey. Ill remember that when you want this form me after your birthday."
"I love you"
"I love you too"
He loved this, when they were done and he still couldn't tell where she began and he ended, he didn't want to find out either. He looked out the window to see that the sun had fully risen over the city skyline. He looked down to see her head full of long springy curls brushing his inner thighs. He hoped she never cut it, he loved how long her hair was. He felt her breathing against his chest and it was starting to even out. She was always put to sleep after their carnal activities. He smoothed his hand over her hair and started to massage her scalp the way he knew she liked so that she would fall asleep and they would stay skin on skin for a while. The window was open and the air and sunlight was filtering through the room warming it up, he squinted his eyes, looking at the clock and realized he wasn't going anywhere any time soon.
