Marina

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lashes on lids closed over those incredible hazel eyes. He takes my breath away sometimes without ever knowing that he's doing it and never understanding why. He was good that night. He was everything that my heart desired. Loving, tender, passionate, attentive. Yet, there was a part of me that he didn't reach and that part of me yearned to be caressed. I thought of you as J and I made love. I wondered what it would feel like to have your body pressed against mine as his had been. I wondered what it would be like to have your lips touch that place that yearned. I wanted you. More than that, I desired you. I wanted to feel the curve of your breasts and taste the sweetness of your skin. And yes, I wanted you in my Marina gallery head as well as in my bed. Try as he may, J will never be able to touch that part of my Marina gallery being just because. When I saw you alone for those last precious minutes, and was finally able to touch the body of the woman I loved, I felt that this is what I've missed for so very long. This was right. This was the way it's supposed to be. I felt the warmth and the love. The connection was there for me. All of these feelings enveloped me as I watched him sleeping peacefully that night as my Marina gallery body yearned. I thought about holding you in my Marina gallery arms and nuzzling your breasts as I caressed my own. In the darkness of the room, with the only light that of the reflection ...(cont.)

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