She nodded jerkily, her fingers circling her clit.
I pinched her nipple, and she arched against me, her body flush and her walls clamping around my dick.I thrust one more time deep and let go.There was something about being with her.Each time brought me closer to her, and it opened something inside me.
I didn't want to think too hard about what that was.But I liked being with her.I didn't want to be alone at the end of the night.I missed her the evening she was with the girls.I couldn't go one night without her.That probably meant that I was gone for her.I should pull back and protect myself.But I didn't want to.Not if it meant not being with her like this.
I eased out of her, rolling out of bed so I could grab a washcloth and clean her.I took a few seconds in the bathroom to breathe deep and remind myself that I wasn't losing myself to her.I was better with her.
After helping her clean up, I threw the washcloth in the hamper.She reached for me, rolling into my side and resting her head on my shoulder.She'd trusted me to take care of her tonight.
I wanted to always be here for her.But that meant letting go of the walls I'd put up to protect myself.
I stroked her hair as her breathing evened out.I just hoped I could be the man she deserved.That I wouldn't resort to my old ways.I didn't want to run from her.I wanted to be the man she could count on.
