23

EVER.

""I like this one,"" she said, pulling a shirt out of my closet and looking at it piece by piece, finally choosing which one she would wear to bed tonight.

I watched her sit on the edge of the bed. I was going to say, ""I'm going to take it off for you anyway."" But today I was going to control myself with her. I didn't want to spend a night with her just for the sake of physical intimacy, as tempting as her body was to me.

""What do you mean, Ever?' Physical intimacy'?"" Now you're using the same vocabulary as her.

""Let me put it on you."" I said as I watched her blush.

""What?"" She asked, though she heard me clearly.

I grunted.

""Don't tell me you're embarrassed by me."" She cocked her head and pressed her lips together, her face reddening even more.

""Just a little.""

""Well, let me tell you why you shouldn't be ashamed of your body in front of me, or question anything you want to wear. You're perfect, and I'll confirm that again."" She smiled sweetly and raised her arms, allowing me to remove the top she was wearing.

I bite my lip as I see how just talking to my girl can change her mind and making her feel safe is my passion.

I slid my fingers over her snow white stomach and carefully removed her blouse. I admired how lovely she looked today in her red bra, which fit perfectly and held her breasts up spectacularly.

""Look how cute those freckles are!"" I pointed with the tip of my finger to the row of freckles on her right breast.

""I have lots of freckles and you have lots of tattoos."" She said as she watched me caress her breast.

""But your freckles are more beautiful than my tattoos. You're totally natural and it fascinates me."" I looked at the freckles on her lips, eyes, and nose ...... I was totally in love with this girl.

""When I'm with you, you make me feel so many things, and when you're not with me, I feel nothing."" I cupped her face.

""You should always feel the most beautiful whether you're with me or not."" I kissed her lips briefly and immediately moved my hand to the button of her jeans. I sat back on the edge of the bed and slowly pulled down her pants until they were off.

I watched her intently. I had to stand up again. I pulled her hair back and ran my hands through it, watching it drape over her lower back. The slight reddish color drove me crazy, reflecting her pale skin that lacked sunlight. It was like milk, tempting me to put my mark on the big ass I loved.

I played with the edges of her panties slyly and delicately, stroking them as if I were going to take them off. Immediately I noticed her skin tingling and her body trembling. I flicked her hair aside and kissed her on the neck, hearing her sigh deeply. I closed my eyes there and moved closer to her, running my hands across her stomach, surrounding her with warmth and breathing in her scent.

I felt like a navigator exploring new waters, like someone who had never seen nature before seeing it for the first time, like someone who had never tasted food discovering its flavor ...... I felt different, renewed, a different person ...... But most importantly, I discovered a part of myself that I knew nothing about. I couldn't fully comprehend that I had a sweet and sensitive side ...... Or, in fact, that my weakness was her. I've slept with a few women.

But none of them made me want to hug them and wake up with them, and with Eleanor, I didn't want to let go, and even though I felt like I wanted to monopolize her, I didn't want to suffocate her.

She was enjoying what I was doing to her body. I knew that for her, touching, caressing, kissing sensitive parts, being seen completely naked, all of that was new in her life. She just enjoyed the way her body reacted to my touch." "!

Her words resonated in the quiet room, and I felt a mix of emotions—gratitude, love, and a tinge of vulnerability. Eleonor's sincerity struck a chord within me, and I couldn't help but hold her tighter.

""You don't need to forgive me, Eleonor. If anyone needs forgiveness, it's me. I've been pushing you to keep our relationship a secret, and it's not fair to you. You deserve honesty and openness. I want to be with you without any shadows hanging over us,"" I confessed, my voice low and sincere.

She looked up at me, her eyes reflecting a depth of understanding.

""I appreciate your willingness to talk to your brother and your parents. It means a lot to me. And I'm not changing for you, Eleonor. I'm evolving because of you. You make me want to be a better person, to let go of the unnecessary armor I've carried for so long. It's not about being someone else; it's about being the best version of myself for you,"" I explained, my fingers gently tracing circles on her back.

She smiled, and I felt a warmth spread through my chest.

""I've chosen to be with you, Ever, not because you're perfect, but because you're perfectly imperfect. You're real, and that's what I love about you. And I don't want you to change who you are, just let me in, let me understand all of you,"" she said, her words echoing the sentiment I had been grappling with.

I leaned down and kissed her forehead, savoring the intimacy of the moment.

""I'm here, Eleonor, all of me. I want you to know every part of me, the good and the bad. And I want to know you in the same way. No more secrets, no more hiding. Just us, facing whatever comes our way together,"" I declared, feeling a weight lifting off my shoulders.

She looked up at me with a soft expression, her eyes filled with trust.

""Together,"" she whispered, and we sealed our commitment with a tender kiss.

As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I knew that our journey was just beginning. There would be challenges, conversations, and shared moments, but I was ready to face it all with Eleonor by my side.

The room was filled with a comforting silence, broken only by the rhythmic beating of our hearts—a melody of two souls finding solace in each other's embrace.