Naked amateur man swimmers
"This man you love. Does he love you like I love you?" Every bit of my resolve shattered at that look.
Suddenly, he grabbed me by the waist and turned me onto my left side.
I admit, I'm not the best at relationships. Chris notwithstanding, I always end up with a broken heart and a head full of regret.
A few more strokes later, I was coming again but unable to make a sound. That had me hyperventilating from fear.
When there wasn't a ding that the caller had left a voicemail, Chris laid his free arm across my chest under my breasts and rested his chin on his forearm, his dark eyes on mine.
All of the negative stuff disappeared over the next hour or so.
I was still shaking and mumbling when he dislodged himself from my body and laid me down, caressing my face and hair.