The Little Things
Chapter 18
Around 2am, we had the limo take us back to his place so that we could talk some more.
When I entered his apartment I went directly over to his couch and sat down. He closed the door behind us and walked towards the kitchen.
"You want a drink?"
"Sure, what do you have?"
"Water, beer or scotch."
"I'll have whatever you have!"
"Beer it is!" He reached in the fridge and grabbed two beers and he then limped over to the couch with his cane hooked on his arm. "Here you go," he said while handing me my beer. I then took a sip.
"Thank you," I replied as he sat down next to me and turned facing me taking a swig of his beer. He lowered it down to the coffee table setting it there.
"So, I'd like to know, what do you expect from a relationship with me?"
"I don't expect anything. This is how love works for me; I give you my time, my respect, and my heart and with that comes the usual aspect that some guys tend to have a problem with which is that I'd like you to give me the same in return. I will be here for you if you need me, I will cherish every moment we spend together and I will love you unquestionably. That's what comes with loving me. There may be rough patches but I won't give up. There are some people who break up with their boyfriend/girlfriend for any little thing and I'm not one of them. Love is worth working hard for and part of that is forgiveness. If you make a mistake or do something inconsiderate it may hurt me, yes, but if you are truly sorry for what happened I will almost always forgive you. Now same question goes for you. What do you expect from a relationship with me?"
"You're right; expect isn't the right word. But what I want from a relationship with you is your love however you give it. That's all I want!"
I leaned in placing my and on his cheek; bringing my lips to his with unquenched desire lingering in my eyes which seemed fully reciprocated by him. Our lips parted as our kiss was heightened. I crawled over his lap, not breaking out kiss, placing my knees on either side of his legs. He placed his hands on my waist fully accepting my advances. I lowered myself more on his lap; grinding my hips to his. He groaned with want; our kiss becoming more aggressive and passionate with every passing moment.
He pulled his mouth away from mine trailing his tongue and mouth down my neck with kisses. My hands were now running throughout his hair as I moaned my pleasure tilting my head back to allow him better access to my neck; grinding my hip to his once more. Our breathing was short and fast; our chests heaving into one another. He pulled away from my neck looking up at me. He placed both hands on my face pulling mine to his; our noses touching and our eyes locked.
"Are you sure you want to…" he started to say as I cut his sentence off with a gentle kiss and then pulled back staring into his eyes; again we were nose to nose. "I take that as a yes!"
I stood up and reached my hand for his in an offer to help him up. He took my hand and stood; our bodies again flush against each other. He leaned forward placing his arms around me and his head in the crook of my neck. I returned the hug with fervor rubbing his back with my hands and snuggling my head into his neck.
"This is where I belong," I said after a few moments of silence. He then leaned back, grabbing my hand in his and started walking towards his bedroom.