On a good note...

After my previous post where things were all amuck with Steven, we talked, and got a lot of it out but not everything. At least from my perspective. But something that night seemed to be working cuz it was the first time when we were having sex I felt like we were actually making love. It was amazing! So sensuous! Honestly I wasnt sure he had that side, or really liked that kind of sex. I mean, the sex the night before was cant even wait long enuf to get our clothes off, tounge-thrust hot kissing and me riding him and grinding as hard as I could and him slapping my ass sex. Couch sex LOL. Then he comes back the next time with a much more slow and sensual mood...wanted to slow down (ahh I love the slow burn) and lay down real close on top of him so our bodies were pressed together and we could feel eachothers warm skin and body movements and touch eachother intimatly. He kept kissing me real slow and sweet and holding onto my neck and pulling me close to him. We made love for over an hour and I came hard but he never did (drunk?!). So of course he was raring to go after a few hours sleep. I awoke at 5am to him kissing my forehead and stroking my face. It was so sweet- but I knew he had alterior motives! Ya we didnt get much sleep that night :)