AN: I'm not sure if this is perfect or not, but I'm tired of trying to critique it, so here you go!
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We were lying on my bed, covered in a nice sheen of sweat. Nombre de Dios, it had been amazing, just like I knew it was going to be. I was afraid of hurting mi querida, but she insisted that she was fine and so I just went with it for once. It had been exhilarating and I couldn't wait for it to happen again.
I looked over at Susannah, who was molded to my side. Her chest was rising and falling rhythmically while she slept. She looked so at peace. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her; so I just stared at her pondering how I had become so lucky.
Susannah shivered a little, and I pulled the sheet up over her shoulder and tucked her in. Then I leaned my head back on my pillow and slipped into a wonderfully deep sleep, with Susannah right there beside me.
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When I awoke the next morning I realized that I was still naked. I gasped. Jesse's arm was around me, but he was still sleeping.
The memories started flooding back, and then I remembered it. Jesse and I were getting married (!) and we had made love! It had hurt at first…I'm not about to deny that, but after that moment it was amazing and I don't think I'll ever forget it.
I looked up at Jesse, whose eyes were closed. I had never seen him sleeping before; he looked so at peace. I sighed and Jesse squeezed me a little.
"G'morning," I said quietly in his ear while nuzzling up against him.
He opened his eyes slightly and said, "Good morning, Querida." Jesse dipped his head towards mine and kissed me lightly on the lips. Only after he withdrew did I realize I had morning breath and cursed myself silently.
I wanted to ask him about his proposal, but decided to wait until he brought it up—I didn't want to seem needy or pushy.
"I know what you're thinking," Jesse said quietly.
I raised my eyebrows and replied coyly, "You do?"
"Yes." I waited for him to elaborate, but when he didn't I pushed.
"And what is that?"
"About my proposal to you last night."
God, he was good. I looked him in the eyes. Jesse just smiled and said cryptically, "All in good time, querida."
Gosh, sometimes I wished I could read his mind like he seemed to read mine…
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Susannah just looked up at me and I could tell that her mind was spinning. She huffed, but then smiled when I came down and kissed her again on the lips. She wrapped herself around me. It felt great. It was like we were exact opposites of each other; made to fit together perfectly.
I slid my hands over her silky and voluptuous body; she made me look so plain, while she was radiant and overwhelming. I wanted to take her again, but I was worried about hurting her.
Looking into Susannah's eyes, I found myself lost. Then I leaned down again and kissed her much too forwardly. She moaned into my mouth and I ripped my lips away so I could hear her moan my name. But I had just missed it. Susannah just looked up at me with gentle eyes. I moved my hands from her stomach to her breasts; this got me the desired effect.
"J-Jesse!" She yelled in a stage whisper. "Oh-oh God!" In that moment I knew she was mine for the taking.
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Jesse was being gentle and kind, but I could tell exactly what he wanted, and it made me go all goosebump-y. He was massaging me all over, and I just—just wanted more. I wanted him to make love to me again.
He moved the sheet off of our bodies and took my mouth in his again. I groaned and he smiled; I could feel him smiling into my mouth. Damn, sexy bastard.
While Jesse was kissing me, his hands were making magic elsewhere, and oh how I wanted more. I couldn't help it. I don't know what he was doing to me to make me like this, but it felt great, and well, like I said before, I wanted more, period.
I was getting tired of him just kissing me on the lips, and the moment I thought about it, Jesse moved down my neck and dipped his tongue into the indention of my collarbone. I shivered and moaned at the same time. He looked up at me and I met his eyes. They were filled with hunger again and I nodded slightly.
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We hit the bed again afterwards and I slipped my arm around Susannah's shoulders.
"We really should get something to eat," I whispered in her ear and I heard her giggle.
"Yeah, I mean, we have been burning all these calories," mi querida said and I laughed. She looked up at me while I was laughing with a smile of pure love on her face. Then after a moment she leaned up and kissed me. This shut me up, whether she was intending to do so or not. I placed my hands on her lower back and pulled her closer to me. I could feel her heart beat quicken while she slipped her tongue into my mouth.
I knew I was up for it again, but I thought maybe Susannah needed some kind of down time.
My thoughts on the matter changed, when Susannah climbed on top of me and started kissing me some more. Her breasts were pushed up against my bare and sweaty chest, and she got me to groan when she slid her hand down my chest, following what she called my "Goody Trail". I smiled for I knew that she wouldn't go that far, but stop short and then make her way back up again with a blushing smile spread across her face.
After kissing and caressing for a while, she sat up and straddled my sides and looked down at me with those eyes that I get lost in every time.
"Oh Jesse," she said while brushing her fingertips across my lips and then down my neck and finally letting them dance on my chest. "I love you."
I was ripped from my paroxysms of ecstasy when I heard this and smiled up at her. She loved me, and I loved her.
"And I love you, Querida." Susannah looked down at me nervously.
"You're not just saying that, are you?" She asked me.
I laughed at her softly, and she looked daggers down at me. "Querida," I said while placing my hands on her thighs. "No, I am not just saying that." And with that, she leaned down and kissed me again, and well, one thing led to the other.
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AN: I'm thinking just one more…