When I first saw HIM in a cafe where I used to have lunch, he became a kind of teacher for me. Never in my life have I seen that they looked at me like that ... And in our first meeting, I realized that I never wanted anyone like that. I went to bed, closed my eyes and saw how he caresses me, I felt how he touched me, and my jaw cramped ... And I slowly stroked my chest, carefully lowered myself lower and lower. When in the end I drove myself into a frenzy, the alarm clock rang and I went to a cafe for breakfast.
Those two days before we met had been an eternity for me, and I couldn't wait until I was finally in bed with him.
... His apartment seemed like a paradise to me, and how the bed beckoned with cool silk!!! I knew that I would undress now and if I had wet panties on, I probably would have gone crazy, but I threw them away in the toilet of the cafe. And now he leaned over to kiss my neck, as I imagined how he would enter me with force and involuntarily screamed ... I can’t remember how we ended up in bed, but I clearly see how he turns me on my stomach and slowly, as if he wanted to stop these moments for a long time, enters me ...
And I feel that strength, that aggression that fills my whole body, with every cell I feel that if he doesn’t move faster, then I’ll just go crazy! But he, this unearthly creature, probably achieved this, watching how I was covered in tears, clutching the sheet with my nails, breaking into a scream from a groan.
I knew that I simply wouldn’t live to have an orgasm ... He gently kissed my lips, neck, shoulders, chest, and when the nipple was in his mouth, he began to gently bite it, I let out such an inhuman scream that for a moment I was frightened of myself . And he just laughed softly and sank lower ... When he was in me, he began to move very quickly, which made my eyes go dark and in a matter of seconds my whole life flashed before me ... And finally I felt something without which she soon died - a sweet moment of orgasm, but it was by no means a moment, it was an eternity. I began to shudder all over, wrapped my legs around him, clenched my teeth to the point of pain, dug my nails into his back ... And then I felt how he began to pour into me, and this made my head spin even more.
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In the morning I was alone. There was a steaming breakfast on the table, and there was still a slight smell of his cologne in the air. Under the bouquet of flowers, I saw a sheet of paper, it was a real love letter. He wrote that he loves me very much, that he will remember OUR night all his life and asked for forgiveness for not asking my name and not calling himself ... I knew that I would never see him again, that soon I would completely forget about him and our separation did not upset me at all, because I will forever leave our night somewhere in a secret corner of my memory, and I will be grateful to him all my life for those hours of happiness that he gave me ...