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Nobis Pacem Chapter 1
“I get it,” she said with that low, sexy laugh that did something to my insides. She laid a series of wet, open-mouth, hot kisses on my neck.
“I took a shower, smoothened everything, and slathered myself with the most expensive French body butter money can buy,” I said, huskily. “So yeah, I hope I do smell good enough for you. And I am not trembling. I am vibrating. With need. For you.”
“So am I, my love. But this better not be a mercy fuck,” she murmured as she kissed her way slowly up and down my neck, making me vibrate even more.
“Of course this is a mercy fuck,” I answered, as I shifted my fingertip exploration to her spine, running the backs of my fingers up and down her spine, in rhythm with her soft kisses up and down my neck. We both moaned. “You’re finally having mercy on me, and pulling me out of my misery.”
She rolled on top of me, and rested her elbows on either side of my head.
“I’ve fallen hard for you, too, Aerin, and this is how crazy it’s made me: you have one last chance to get out while you can, my love,” she said earnestly, and then laid a soft kiss on my lips. She drew back before I could deepen it. I continued to run my fingers up and down her back.
The light and purity of her love shone so brightly from her eyes that I was momentarily blinded. How did this goddess become mine? After a few minutes of staring into one another’s eyes, I croaked, “I changed my mind,” and then felt bad about the immediate sting of hurt that I saw flash in those heavenly dark blues. “This is not a mercy fuck,” I added quickly, by way of explanation.
I splayed my hands open as I smiled at her questioning eyes so that I could feel the soft, silken skin of her back with as much of my tactile senses as I could use, but kept my touch light and tender.
I craned my neck up to give her a quick kiss, and laid my head back down. “This.” I craned my neck up again, and gave her another butterfly kiss. “Is.” Neck up. Kiss. “An.” Neck up, kiss. “I.” Neck up, kiss. “Love.” Neck up, a bit of a longer kiss, and then back down. Back up again. “You.” Kiss.
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Bette and tina????
Here in spirit. But this is about a few special L words that play out in a couple’s life in another part of town. In the fringes of the world of the series I’ve been writing; but different. Hope you like it.
What a beautiful story! Your writing is such a treat to read as you evoke every emotion.
Will try this again. Left a message about 4:00 this morning and something happened, it’s not posted. My message was to thank you for posting such a beautiful love story. And that I hope this story will be continued we would like to know what happens to Aerin in the future. Thanks for sharing.
What an amazing story ! So glad I stumbled upon this treasure !
Sad and sweet -but you said it complete.
Dainty, Hellbent, and new friends: thanks for the comments. Honestly: was tough to pull this together, but it was worth it. Am v glad you liked it. Ok. I hear you. It may take a while for an update on her story, but it will be coming.
Well this was a pleasant surprise. I am always seeking an episode from your creativity. So much, I had to buy a smaller electronic device so that I might read your input on the go. Now, for me buying another electronic anything is saying a lot. I am one of the “dial phone” “get up and change the channel” “do not Text me and expect an answer” old school DIE HARD. But, your writing genius persuaded me to become a mobile reader at my neighborhood “coffee house.” Please continue to write
Beautiful story. I could feel Aerin’s struggle. I would love to read about the 18 months in between their first time and Chris’ final moments. I sure it would be moving.