Part 4:

The Finale

He knew he had me. Suddenly his confidence kicked in. That Dominant Alpha Male, Take Control, Never scared personality I knew resurfaced. Then he did something I didn’t expect; he flipped me over so I was laying on my back and we were face to face. I closed my eyes and arched my body up towards him, matching his rhythm, grinding my hips with his every stroke. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear with a raspy voice, “Naa Baby don’t move. Just lay back. I got this.”

I did as he said, doing nothing but enjoying every sensation he was subjecting my body to. I could feel myself climaxing again. I bit my lip as my orgasm swept over by entire body. “I want you to look at me,” he said softly but in a commanding tone. I hesitated, that was just too intimate. Hell he knew who he was to me. He knew that this shouldn’t have ever happened based on our history. He said it again, louder this time, ensuring I heard him and knew he was serious. “Open your eyes, I want you to look at me.”

I don’t know why exactly but I did. I opened my eyes to see him already staring into mine. He continued to stroke with such passion….our breathing, our moans, our bodies, all became entwined. Staring into the eyes of this man, who for 13 years prior I would’ve sworn I’d Never have any type of sexual encounter with, much less MAKE LOVE to. A man who wanted me more than I had ever been wanted in my whole life.

That’s when we both felt something so undeniable, so intense, so raw…. I can’t even describe it other than to say HE TOUCHED MY SOUL.