Not a honeymoon

1967 Words

I woke up at sunrise, with a feeling that nothing would ever be the same! In my arms lay my bride and slept sweetly. I wondered if she had any idea of what gift she had given me? And I did not think of our wonderful night, for it had undeniably been, wonderful! No, she had given me her love and given me the belief that I could allow myself to love and be loved! I let one finger slip gently out of her arm and she sighed asleep, the finger reached her shoulder and I slid it down the front and followed the curve around and under her chest, down her stomach and down her thighs and all the way up again. She moaned and turned to me, blinking with the hazel brown eyes in the sunlight. Her eyes focused on my face and she smiled a little shyly at me. I think she remembered our night and I saw her b

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