Sitting back, wine glass in hand, my mind swirls in thoughts of him. Remembering a time when this same thing happened. The results were the same too. I'd sit here thinking about him. How much I missed him. Everything about him. The magical way he had about him to make me smile even if I didn't feel like it. His soft touch, his tender kisses. And his firmer side, the side that wanted me so bad he'd throw me down. The side that caused him to call me his "cock whore". I missed it all.

'I wish I could change it' I think to myself.

I didn't think I stood another chance. We'd already been here once before. And this time apart really felt like it was going to be for good this time.

I tried to move on, but I found that I only got frustrated in other situations. It's not like I don't have other men interested in dating me. It's just, well... no other man will do if I can't have him.
A single tear rolled down my face, onto my lip and I sucked in it's saltiness as I took another sip of my wine.

'I might as well go to bed'

In the bathroom I wash my face and apply my nightly cream and stop to look at myself in the mirror long enough to tell myself that I'm a fool for letting him walk away from me.

I remove my clothes and slide into bed. The coolness of the sheets reminding me of times when I'd snuggle close to him for warmth.

I flop over on my back and stare at the ceiling.
'I wonder where he is and what he's doing?'
Focusing on my breathing I feel myself drift off.

Morning always seems to come too soon anymore. I think I do my best sleeping just before I have to get up. Chucking to myself I head to the bathroom to ready myself for the day.

The coffee I had poured had turned cold so I dumped it out and grabbed a fresh cup.

Turning on the computer I think about the most recent entries that he'd posted in his journal. A smile comes to my face and all I can do it hope that he's talking about me.

Deciding to take a chance I private message him showing him a couple things that I'd written while thinking of him.

He responded.

A smile crossed my face as I read his words, he'd missed me.

God how I missed him as well. And I told him so in my reply.

"I'll be around later, how can I reach you?" my eyes read over his words of invite to contact him later.
I felt like responding, and did, but then quickly deleted the message and decided to contact him myself.

That night when I contacted him I apologized for ever letting him walk out of my life.

He apologized as well.

It was good. How my heart seemed to swell back to life.

He asked me what I was thinking.

"About you, us, how wonderful it feels to have my heart feeling so full again" I told him.

"I like that" he replied.

Nervous as I was I needed to reach out. To touch him. To hold him close to me.

My arms wrapped around him like they'd never left.

He held me back.

Close

Tender

When his lips touched mine it was the spark needed to propel us forward.

Our tongues entwined and our grasp on each other tightened.

Whispering against each other's mouths.

"I want your cock in my mouth" I told him. The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.
"You do?" he asked almost surprised.

"YES" was my simple, but firm reply.

Getting down on my knees in front of him I looked up as he pulled his cock from his shorts. Licking my lips I leaned forward and licked the pre-cum off the tip of his cock before extending my tongue... feeling his cock rest there... cradled... he moved his hips forward sliding his hard shaft along my tongue. When he reached the back of my mouth I wrapped my lips around him and sucked as I gently pulled my mouth from off his cock.

"I want to taste you" I told him "I have missed having your cock in my mouth."

His hands rest on my head as I open my mouth welcoming him once again.

He thrusts himself forward as I take his full length... gagging me I suck him in... everything I have I suck on his hard rod wanting, no NEEDING to taste him.

His grunts and moans turning me on so much my pussy starts to drip as he fucks my mouth.

Over and over sliding his shaft along my tongue pounding into the back of my throat.

"Yes baby" he growls out "SUCK ME"

My suction grips him as my desire, the need to taste him increases.

Sucking, pulling, thrusting, grunting...

"YESSSSSSSSS" he moans out loudly "AHHHHHHHH"

His hands gripping tightly in my hair. I know he's ready to blow his load into my throat and I ready myself.

"ARGGGGGGG" he grunts one last time as I feel him release into my mouth. I suck and swallow all that he has for me relishing in the splendor of his feeding me again. I drink all that he has for me.

"MMMMMmmmmmmm" my approval confirmed.


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