I am laying on my side staring out the window into the sunshine. Thinking it could at least be raining and gloomy! Why? Why does this happen to me? I woke up from the same recurring nightmare. I am smart I know the past is not my future so why? I got up. I went for a walk in the night air. I watched the sunrise over the mountains. I came back and put on my boxing gloves and screamed profanities until my throat burned and my arms were jello. I saw him leaning in the door way watching and checking a few times. It’s not his fault these demons haunt me. I’m glad it’s only a couple times a year now. But this one there was no triggers it was out of the blue.
I showered and put on his shirt and still nothing has helped. I’m a shell hating the sunshine.
I feel the bed give as he lays next to me. And I think, he would be better without me and my emotional baggage.
I feel his hands on the bottom of the shirt and I lift so he can pull it off. He moves my hair and kisses under my ear and he pulls me tight against his bare chest. His skin is so warm against mine. He runs his hand under my pillow and intertwines our fingers. My silent tears start falling.
His other hand gliding over the slope of my hip, down the curve of my waist over my shoulder, and down my arm to my other hand. Leaving our arms resting between my breast.
He squeezes me tight and nuzzles my neck. He moves his leg over mine, I am totally encapsulated by him now, my silent tears turning into body shaking sobs. I feel him kissing my neck and nuzzling me as my body let’s go and the exhaustion over takes me.
I wake up in his warm cocoon his nose in my hair and his cock resting between my cheeks.
I turn, bringing my hands up to embrace his face, kissing him and pressing my breast against his warm chest. Running my hands up into his hair he starts kissing me back, his hands caressing my sides and hips, he gently rocks me to my back settling between my supple thighs never breaking our kiss, slowly entering me, causing the silent tears to come again. His lips leave mine kissing my tears away and he whispers “I am not going anywhere. YOU are not going anywhere. It’s all going to be okay.”
How does he always know what I need?
