No Control

I stand here in the gazebo watching the woman I love. She’s talking excitedly to Rosa. I could stand here forever just looking at her. She is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. An absolute natural beauty, no heavy makeup, nothing fake.
I still can’t believe how our relationship has changed. I was so nervous all day. What if she’d said no? There is no way in hell I can survive without her. She’s completely stolen my heart, and I trust her with it completely. Thank God she said yes.
I want to spend the rest of of my life making her happy, making her smile, fulfilling every one of her needs, so that she never needs to look elsewhere.
She looks gorgeous in that dress. However right now, I need her out of it. I want her so badly. No one else has ever come close.
She turns and looks at me. I can tell by her face that she’s caught the look in my eyes. I happily watch her perfect green eyes turn dark with want.
I approach her, take her hand and thank Rosa for all her help. As Liz and I walk to the car I kiss her left hand near the ring. She smiles at me and I feel it in my bones. My wife….I can’t wait to call her my wife.
Back at the villa, I lead her to the bedroom. It’s filled with candles, the breeze is blowing in from the pool area. I unzip her dress, it falls to the floor. God, she is so beautiful!
I pull her into my arms. Her soft, sexy curves melt against my body perfectly. I want her so bad it hurts, I mean literally hurts. When she reaches down and touches me, I know this time will be aggressive and rough. After though, I will hold her in my arms, trying somehow to express to her how very much I love her. I’m sure words will fail me, so I’ll show her. I’ll make love to her gently and slowly. Not only our bodies connecting, our souls as well.

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