Story: .Don't_Say_You_Love_Me. (chapter 3)
Authors: ALLjapan
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Chapter 3
Title: Lovers Anniversary
You enter our small but appeasing living room with a bottle of red wine in one hand and two elegant glasses in your other. You smile at me with perfect straight teeth and I smile kindly back. We both want the same thing and we both know that we will have what we want. Yet even with such knowledge and though neither of us find it necessary; we follow through with the pleasantries of drinks and talk, in celebration of our fourth year anniversary.You sit on the couch beside me and pass me an empty glass. “And this…” You say as you pour red wine into my glass. “…Is in celebration…” You continue as you pour a similar amount into your own glass. “…To…” You put the wine bottle onto the coffee table and smile dazzlingly at me with cheeky brown eyes. “…Us.” You chink your wines’ glass against my own and we both let out a small laugh at the very short speech. I sip my wine and my eyes cannot help themselves as they roam across your luscious body, as if for the first time. Perfect curves, light tanned skin. Skin so smooth that one cannot help but wonder, whether that skin had maybe once belonged to a goddess…I feel my lips curve into a smile as I force the attention of my eyes back to your face. I see recognition in your eyes as if you knew what was on my mind. You flick soft locks of brown hair away from your face and take a second sip of your wine, watching me from over the top of the glass. Eyes dancing in the low lighting from the living room fire.“That’s a very nice dress you are wearing tonight.” I make the very first comment which had started our entire relationship and look at you with a sideward glance through slanted eyes. You catch on quickly to my game and flutter long eyelashes at me putting your head to the side as you bite plump red lips. “Really?”“Oh yes, it really makes you stand out.” I take a drink of my wine and turn my head back to you.“Oh, this old thing?” you stroke the red material crossing your legs so that the dress stretches across what were obviously very fine thighs.I smile enough to show my teeth, allowing my eyes the pleasure to slowly travel from your slightly exposed thigh, along your body and up to your face. I look into your eyes as I answer. “Old? That doesn’t look old…It looks fresh, vibrant.”I can see your eyes dancing as you put down your glass while never letting your eyes leave mine. “Are you flirting with me…?”I laugh nonchalantly.The game is paused as you laugh with me. “I can’t believe that you actually asked that!”“Ha! Hey, hey don’t laugh at me Emillianna. It was my first night at a gay bar.”I stifle my laughter and look at your face. You cover your mouth for a moment as you smile and then place it down into your lap.“Well my love what did you expect, hmnnn? You were far too gorgeous a woman to avoid at least some flirtation.”I watch as your cheeks flush red and you break eye contact just for a moment.“Are you flirting with me?”The game is back on. I recompose myself and cock an eyebrow at you.“Why do you ask?”“Well, I don’t yet even know what your name is?”“Emiliana. Now may I flirt with you?”We have another laugh and I have a little more of my wine before placing it onto the coffee table beside your own empty glass.“Don’t you want to know my name dear stranger?”“Okay then.”“Okay what?”“What is your name?”You give me the smallest of smiles. “Domilta.”“Hmnn, and would you like to dance my dear lady?”You pause for a moment then frown at me. “That isn’t what happened.”I laugh and stand up walking over to a small CD player and switch it on. Spanish music plays a soft melody. I turn to you and bow reaching my hand out towards your sitting form. “Will you have this dance?”I feel soft fingertips caress my hand as you accept my offer. I straighten my back and lead you over nearer to the warm crackling of the fire. I place one hand at your waist and pull you in close. “I know this is not what happened.” I smile at you and hold your hand up as you place your other hand upon my shoulder. “But who said things need to be relived to the exact detail.”“Hmmm,” You smile and place your head complacently upon my shoulder. “True words Emillianna. True words my love.” With me in the lead we dance through two songs waltzing around the living room floor on the thick blue Persian rug we had bought last Fall. As we begin to sway through a slow paced song my hand at your waist slips and my fingers affectionately squeeze your plump behind. I hear you gasp and feel you arch forward in surprise and I lean my head into the nook of your neck pressing my lips against soft skin. I decide to be a good girl and run my hand back up to your waist and smirk.“Emiliana.” You say my name with your luminous voice sighing as your press your small soft body against mine.‘I take this as an invitation to further my advances.’Pulling you in close I run my hand back down your waist then run it along your thigh, lifting your leg so that it is at my waist. My other hand moves to your face tilting your chin so that you are facing up to me with eyes fading I lean forward and envelope your lips with a kiss so tender as you pull yourself closer to me. My eyes drift shut at the pleasurable sensation of your lips so soft and body pressed firmly to mine. Your leg slides down my own and with hands searching our lips are separated as you run your hands over my coat unfastening the buttons and pulling it off. My arms slip easily out and I watch you as I hear the coat being dropped to the floor behind me, you bring your hands around my waist taking hold of my tucked in shirt and pulling me close again. You look up at me with innocent brown eyes, a smile so faint on your lips with rosy red cheeks. “Oh how I am fortunate that I have you my dear Domilta.” I say in a whisper while stroking your cheek with my open hand.I shiver as you smile and your hands travel up my shirt to the buttons at the top. I keep my eyes locked on yours as you slowly begin to unbutton the shirt. We are so close. I hear you breathing and feel each breath warm on my skin. As you reach the bottom you untuck the neat clothing and you seem to marvel at my body before slowly moving your small hands up my smooth midsection over my breasts and to my shoulders. Your hands under the neck of my shirt, you squeeze my shoulders gently with your fingers before feeling me…sliding your hands over and down my arms slipping the shirt off with the simple motion. You lean forward and I breathe in your scent and taste your lips as we share another kiss. I lift you up against me and lower us to the warmth of the floor in front of the fire. Still kissing you I reach over to where I had put a rug.Our lips separate for yet another moment, “W-wait a sec.” I grasp the rug and lay it under us to act as an extra cushion beneath us. After a bit of moving around, the rug was layed beneath us and there was a short silence as the fire crackled warm beside us.“Hmmn, you were prepared…”I take a glance at your laughing brown eyes with an expressionless face. I knew you would tease; I was prepared for it. I pause for a moment before climbing atop of you and smiling down to you. “…Heh, well one of us needed to be.”You laugh and I lean down and kiss you again shivering at your hands feeling up along my back and running themselves through my dark hair. Still with lips locked I roll over pulling you atop of me so that I can have better access to that dress which clung to your body in all the right places. No matter how much sex appeal that perfect dress had; it was an obstruction and hiding the beautiful perfection of your body. I slide my hands over the smoothness of your legs our tongues battling each other for supremacy. Neither it seems wishing to succumb to the other…I gasp and lose the battle of tongues as my hand slides higher up, only to realize you’re not wearing any underwear. I moan as you enter my mouth exploring it once again, as though for the first time. Feverish as I often get, your dress is taken off so fast that the kiss is just barely disturbed. My hands touch your skin and my breath is fast, pulse racing at the adrenaline coursing through me. I love how you whisper my name. How you moan and groan as my fingers feel and massage all the right areas. I kiss you, I taste you…and I make love to you. My fingers slide into you easily. I feel muscles tense; tight around my fingers as I slowly begin to pump into you. You hold me closer and whimper my name as I speed up and we both seem to shudder in harmony as your first orgasm rolls over you. Excited I bite into your shoulder as you call for me to speed up. The fire crackling behind us, sweat covers our bodies as I push further, harder…faster. “ ‘Milliana-ah~!” I let out a deep moan as you come into my hand and breathe heavily into your neck adorning your body with kisses. I hold you closer and pull back a little to see your face. Your face is red and flushes and some saliva which has slipped out of your mouth. Your breath is uneven and I lean forward and kiss your lips. Just a short sweet kiss and a breath…before I say with confidence; “I love you. My wife.”You laugh before pushing me over and sitting on top of me. “Hmnnn, oh I know that Emilliana.” You push some hair from your face before lying down beside me and snuggling into my arms. “Hmnn I know that.” You whisper almost to yourself. “And I love you. Emilliana. My one and only love.” You sigh and I know your smiling as we rest. Listening to the fire crackle. A least that is until….It is my turn to be loved…
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