Struggle For Control
I'm Ready
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Mort gently wrapped his arms around Alex’s body, she
leaned into him, her body relaxing and tensing all at once.
neck. Mort took note of the change in
Alex’s breathing and he stopped.
“Are you…”
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Alex opened her eyes. “Don’t stop…please.”
Mort’s lips returned to her neck, Alex’s flesh
rising beneath his tongue. He trailed
his kisses along her collarbones and into the hollow of her throat.
– Alex nodded, signifying that it was O.K.
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Oh I need your touch
Oh I dream of one caress
Oh I pray too much
He loosened
the belt of her robe just enough to open the top of it.
but it all looked and felt so different than it had before.
to just above the swell of her breasts.
His right hand glided over her breast and Alex shivered.
nipple. Her breath caught and she
looked down at him – he was looking up at her over the rim of his glasses.
After
setting Mort’s glasses on the nightstand, Alex reached down and gently tugged
on Mort’s sweater. Understanding, he
sat up and let her slide it up over his head.
With the layered way Mort tende dre dress, Alex sometimes forgot that he
possessed a rather stunning physique.
She shrugged her robe off of her shoulders and pulled Mort down to her
once again.
The body listens
What the flesh requires
Keeps the heart imprisoned
Their skin
met and Alex kissed him passionately.
She rolled over so that she was on top of him, her robe still hanging
around her waist. She kissed every inch
of his chest, enjoying the small noises escaping his lips.
undid his pants – he helped her to slide them off. Alex swallowed and discarded her robe completely.
so that each of them were on their sides.
The mind will follow
When the body speaks
All else is hollow
The thin
material of Mort’s boxers was all that separated the couple.
kissed. Their hands wandered each
other’s bodies – they were both slow and gentle with their touches.
hips bucked involuntarily. He, in turn,
let his hand slide between her legs – his fingers barely grazing her core.
For the promise
That is mine
“Are you?”
Please stop wasting
Your time
Alex reached
over to the other nightstand and opened the drawer. She wanted to be prepared for when and if the moment ever
transpired. She handed the small packet
to Mort. He slid his boxers from his
body and prepared himself for what he knew was going to be the most amazing
thing he’d experienced in two years.
Mort looked
into Alex’s dark eyes and felt his heart and soul yearning for the woman
beneath him. He lowered his body and
put his mouth next to her ear. “I love
you.” He slowly slid into her, his
breath catching in his throat. He held
Als tis tightly as he could and his eyes watered.
Alex
couldn’t think straight, let alone speak, but she managed to whisper, “I love
you, too.” She gasped as Mort pulled
out of her almost entirely, then gently thrust back in.
moments, their rhythms matched. The
pace stayed slow, but it didn’t matter – taking their time made everything feel
far more amazing.
In time,
they each found a release more wonderful than either could have hoped for.
let her heartbeat lull her to sleep.
Mort stayed awake for a while, his hands caressing his new lover’s skin.
Could
you want anything more?
No…never.
of the song that had played when he and Alex were first making love echoed in
his mind.
Oh I need your touch
Oh I dream of one caress
Oh I pray too much…