Come Back To Me~Chapter I~

“I love you.” He said, his eyes filling with tears. He moved closer to her and tried to pull her into his arms.

“That’s not fair of you to say that.” Her voice trembled she tried to hold back the tears, she didn’t want to cry in front of him. She pushed him away and got up from the bed.

“Please, I’m sorry. You know I love you. I care about you so much, I do.”

“Stop! Just please stop.” She sat down in chair and put her head in her hands. She sobbed quietly and tried to pull herself together fast before he came over to her.

“Angel, please.” He took her hands in his and kissed them lightly. He looked up into her eyes and tried to kiss her lips; she turned her head and he ended up kissing her cheek. “Angel…” his voice trailed off and he began to cry.

She sits up slightly and puts her hands on the back of his head and holds him. She bows her head over his and cries with him.

Sniff, sniff “Angel,” he said again. “Please, come back to me. I love you and I know you love me.”

“Of course I love you but...”

“But what?” he interrupts, “because you’re with him? I don’t care, come back with me. I want you, I want you so much.”

He moves her off the chair, sits himself down, and pulls her onto his lap. She sets her head on his shoulder and he wraps his arms about her, kissing her forehead as well. Tears were still rolling down her checks as he held her and gently gave her feather kisses.

He ran a finger across her check wiping away the tears that kept rolling down her cheeks. He lifts her chin and puts his face close to hers so that their lips touch. His lips embrace hers, his tongue running along her top lip; she opens her mouth a little and lets his tongue slide into her mouth. Their tongues meet and wind about each other. She runs her hands to his head letting her fingers run through his short hair. His hands were on her back but soon he moved and stood up so that he was carrying her, to the bed.

“Stop,” she whispers but he doesn’t hear her breathless word. He lays her in the bed and gets on top of her. She keeps kissing him but doesn’t touch him. Slowly he begins to undress her, when he has; he looks down at her, upon her naked, virgin body. He strips off his own clothes and leans over her kissing her lips, down to her neck, then to her breasts; his tongue circling her nipples, sucking gently on them then harder. She moans with pleasure she never thought existed. Her body shook lightly as he kissed down her stomach and to her inner thighs. He places his hands underneath her and mounts her, being careful and gentle as he does so. He begins to not only have sex to her but make love with her.

She moved with him, every stroke matching his. They drove each other to their climaxes and orgasms all through the night.

As she laid her head on his chest, both of them breathing hard and deep, she thought about what she had just done and with whom she had just done it with. She closed her eyes and buried her face into his body; she felt his arms wrap about her and could hear him already falling asleep.

“Carlos?” she whispered.

Mmm “Yes, Angel?” he said in a tired voice.

“I love you.” She said after a few seconds of silence.

“I love you more.” He kissed the top of her head and went to sleep.

It took her a while to calm her thoughts and soon found herself drifting off to sleep in the arms of the man who took her virginity.

It was special; I never thought it would have been like this but still *yawn* special. She thought as she started dreaming of that man again.