10
KURT
I'd thought I could be happy forever with the small part of Ben that he had been willing to give before. Now that he was pressed against me, kissing me with a depth and passion that hadn't existed previously, I knew I could never go back. I needed Ben in ways I hadn't understood until now. I probably still didn't understand all the ways my mind and body cried out for him. I let myself loose, kissing him with all the power and desire I had held back before. He hadn't said outright that he loved me, but he didn't need to. My family had tossed around words like "love" and "care" and "family" like they were candy. Words were meaningless unless accompanied by actions, and actions spoke louder than words. Ben's actions were crystal clear.
My purrs vibrated my body from tip to toe, sha
