Whisper That You Love Me - Sex Stories

Whisper That You Love Me

... within her. Her breath was hot on my ear. I was panting toward the ceiling as we tried to recover from our energetic lovemaking. “That was really, really good,” she gasped. “I liked that a lot.” “Hmmm,” I agreed, too exhausted to verbalize anything more. “Are we really that good together?” she asked, “Or is it just situations?” “I don’t know,” I said. “I’m not sure. But, I’m certainly willing to explore a variety of possibilities.” “Like what?” “Like whatever turns you on, baby.” “What turns you on?” she asked. “You do,” I answered truthfully. “Just looking at you turns me on.” “That’s sweet.” “Not really,” I confessed. “I’d like you to wear more revealing clothing when we go out.” “Like what?” “I don’t know. Something that shows off how really hot you are.” “That might be fun. We could go shopping together.” “Sure,” I replied. “I don’t want you to look like a slut, or anything. Just wear something a little more revealing.” Cheryl snuggled me. “We could do that. We’ll do it together.” “All right,” I agreed. “Drew?” “Yes, baby.” “Do you like me, or am I just a good piece of ass?” “You’re so much more than that to me.” “Really?” “I’ve told you, Cheryl. I’ve told you how important you are to me.” “I can still feel you inside me.” “I know. Feels nice, huh?” “Tell me, again, Drew. Tell me now.” “Tell you what?” “Tell me. Just whisper it. Whisper that you love me.”