I slept at D’s place last night. It seems like our time together is just filled with passion for one another. I enjoy it so much, and without further ado, i guess you could say he does too..
Last night he put on some nice, calm music and welcomed me with a kiss. Just coming in to the room made me feel so at home and turned on. He started kissing my neck and slowly emerged downwards. He kissed my shoulders gently and undressed me smoothly. I don’t usually just lie there, but last night I gave in to the passion of being passive. And man, it’s nice to be passive sometimes. Lieing there being fumbled with, being touched, being fucked gently and hard at the same time. MY GOD, that’s passion for me! ( I came twice, just for the record!!)
To put it mildly, I am not the typical morning person, I am pretty sure my friends, and especially my roomie can vouch for that. I heard him leave this morning, and figured he was going to the bathroom or something. Then about 15 minutes later he comes home with coffee and croissants. This is probably one of the sweetest things you can do for a girl in the morning, bringing her coffee and breakfast. Needless to say, he is adorable and I am falling.
With kisses of coffee and a little croissant, a little bit of sunshine and with lots of love, Betty!!