1. Against the Wall


    Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: AlexaRey, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    childish delight. And he smiled into her mouth and inhaled her moan. In that moment he knew that they were going to be okay. He pulled her closer at the waist. He confessed to her how long he’d looked for a place to fall to his knees. His hands worked magic underneath her layers of tulle. Oh, how his hands cradled her hips against the wall of colors. Oh, how he moaned between her thighs until he blushed the color of her lips. Oh, how she fit over his hips, her throat in one hand and her heart in the other. She said his name. He fell sweetly, praising her, thanking her. And she took his forgiveness over and over again. He found her to be like a lazy Sunday morning gently parting ways with sleep. It was the day they woke up with legs entangled. Fingers intertwined. “Sundays should come with a pause button,” he thought out loud. He spoke of memories that made her laugh her heart out before they tore her open and left her in pieces. She got out of the bed and went to stand against her wall of colors. “In this world there are things you can do alone, like sadness,” her slate blue eyes searching his for a connection. “And there are ...
    things you can only do with someone else, like love.” He watched her in awe of everything she had become, and everything she had endured. She is fierceness and tenderness within the same breath. He wanted to be the boyfriend who can be silent with her in a moment of despair or confusion, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing because he didn’t have these answers. Instead he wanted to be brave enough to face the reality of her powerlessness in that moment. “Yes, love we can do together. But I want to be here, with your sadness too; otherwise we never experience anything fully.” “Love is never easily understood, is it?” She smiled her crooked smile. He had come to learn that she was like a novel written in another language. Their love was unexpected, the kind you only read about. She was the one who put color inside his world. But here’s the thing about being in love with a guarded girl. When she lets you in, it’s not because she needs you. It’s because she wants you. The truth of those words has been written many times before. “You’ll always be my favorite.” He reached for her hand as he stood with her against the wall.
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