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We originally positioned ourselves at the foot of the bed, but with time and pressure we scooted so that when we were done (or at least briefly done) only a foot on the floor, a hand on the Esse and the friction of sweaty sheets kept us from tumbling out of bed.
So tightly were we pressed together that he’d not yet pulled from my body. I found that by rocking my pelvis ever so slightly and squeezing a certain set of muscles, I could slide him back and forth against my g-spot. “I love you, xxxxxx,” he said into my ear. We rocked gently until our complicated bracing system finally gave way, forcing us to choose between rolling apart or falling to the floor.
We rolled apart. After a moment he asked, “Have I told you tonight how beautiful you are?”
As sorely tempted as I was to make a joke about his glasses-off blindness, I refrained. “No, you haven’t told me,” I said. “You can tell me now.” He did, and because I’m nothing if not an embarrassingly emo girl, I cried a little, surreptitiously wiping drips of tears and snot onto the already-damp sheets.
Ours is an unlikely match and an unconventional relationship. Anyone knowing the full details surely would question the wisdom of our union. But for some impossible to explain reason, it works. We fit. And he’s given me something miraculous, something that had been missing for so long before him.
Is this what autumn is? Is it contentment?
If not for you, there would be
a bigger hole inside of me.
If not for you, the stars above
would not be new or try to
carry love…
–The Cliks – Nobody Else Will
Fine writing, but more than that, it is so very satisfying to hear of your happiness. There are many many readers who have been rooting for you to have some satisfaction.
E
If that is autumn, then i say ‘bring on christmas!’
Beautiful and charming (and i could ruin the moment by asking for more details about the Esse but i shall refrain for the moment).
Like Edward, I hope you are blogging in “real time”, that these are events that are happening now. I also hope that the line “Ours is an unlikely match and an unconventional relationship.” is not some dreadful foreshadowing!
Regardless, it sounds like things are going well and that’s terrific!
Unless I say otherwise, I usually blog a couple weeks ahead of time. So yes, I’m doing quite well, all things considered. Thank you.
Yes, this is autumn… lovely, isn’t it?
autumn? more like a new plateau. blogs do tend to cycle, but seems to me that you’ve merely moved out of one phase of your life onto another. I’m glad that you’re doing well and are happy.
Ah, this is lovely. I’m so happy for you.
Cheers Aag,
After all the drama it’s nice to feel the winding down into happiness. It’s blissful – when someone tells you they love you and you know they mean it. I’m very happy for you Aag. Despite whatever complications may be present, I am (by experience) a firm believer that once that intimate, “never met anyone like you” spark is there, anything can be done. Be happy – just enjoy being happy.
=O)
Ana
Lovely, darling. You certainly are beautiful and you certainly enjoy happiness.
I think everyone reaches a stage of “autumn” in their lives — but autumn isn’t a bad thing. How can it be bad to have sex (and the rest of your life) be more happy, more fulfilled? It’s different than “hot and quick” sex, of course; the latter leaves you empty sometimes after, which leads to more reaching out and more writing – but the quality of writing on your journal is lovely in either case.
lemme guess – he’s a priest?
I’m right, aren’t I? :)
I’m so confused. Why would you think he’s a priest? –aag
I’m usually a lurker, but I had to come out of hiding to compliment you on your header quote. Coldplay rocks my socks, too.
Nope,,,not a priest, I assure you….Nevre had a predilection for small boys…..
I’ll make my jokes more obvious next time :)
Just with your recent posts about the religious mom, I thought it struck a funny chord.
Back in my box.
OH!
:)
You’re giving each other the most special of gifts–your unrestrained, unconditional love.
The sex would never be as good without it.
Whatever season it is, it sounds suspiciously like happiness. Good for you!
This is the sweetest damn post. I have it saved on my iPhone and I keep coming back to it to read over and over again.
I’m so happy for you – because you are a wonderful person, and you deserve to be loved and appreciated for the wonderful person that you are! Yay!
Thank you! Quite a compliment!