EroticReverie

Malcom Miller

After having sex, not once or twice, but three times, we take a short nap and then get ready to go to dinner at the hotel that Lizzie gracisously paid for. I shower first, her second, knowing if we showered together we'd end up having sex again in the shower and be late for the reservation that Lizzie made for us. 

She gets ready, doing her makeup and hair in the bathroom as I get dressed in the hotel bedroom. It was a nice restaurant, and Lizzie had told me so, so I brought the best clothes I currently had with me. I'm wearing black dress pants and shoes, with a black button up dress shirt. I push my hair back and tuck in my shirt, putting on a belt and then going out into the living area of the hotel suite. 

A half an hour later she's still in the bathroom in the bedroom. 

"Annaliese, we're going to be late baby" I call to her.

"Almost ready" She calls back and I check my watch, and sit down on one of the couches that faces slightly towards the bedrooms sliding doors. 

Five minutes laters I hear them sliding open, and lift my head from my phone and my jaw drops, and suddenly, I want to skip the pre paid dinner and waste Lizzie's money, by putting my hands all over Annaliese int hat fucking dress. She's in a deep emerald green satin dress. Thin straps hold up the draping neckline, the fabric fits her like it was painted on her. The hem of the dress is diagonal, the one side hanging down near her mid calf, the hem traveling up and over to her mid thigh, showing off one of her long legs almost entirely, and the other only showing from around the knee and down.  She's wearing strappy black heels, and her fucking legs looks insane. So fucking smooth, shiny, a sheen to them that lets me know she lotioned and oiled them. The dress is so tight, that I know she not wearing any panties, otherwise i'd be able to see them through the tightness of the fabric that clings to her gorgeous fucking frame. Her perfect c up tits, sit so fucking perfect in the dress, a hint of slightly hard nipples peeking out from under them. I want to fucking rip that dress of her, no I want to just lift it, get on my knees and lick her pretty pussy and make her cum on my mouth. My eyes go to hers, her makeup done, in the way that makes it looks like she's not wearing much at all. Her long wavy brown hair is pulled up and in some little twist, leaving her perfect shoulders, collarbone, and neck on display. My mouth wanting to taste her body fucking everywhere. I wanted to kiss those shoulder, bite her collar bone and lick the hollow of her throat and up her neck and kiss that fucking mouth of hers. 

I stand, speechless, just fucking staring. I'd never not love this girl, this woman. It would take more sex and i loves yous for us to get back to a place where we could be perfect again, but I didn't care. If it took our entire life to get there, so be it. I already knew, I'd rather spend forever trying to make us right again, than be without her. There's nobody in my life, more important than her.

Her eyes are looking over me as well, a smile on her lips.

"We should probably leave the hotel room before our clothes come off, huh?" She says and I exhale a small laugh and nod, but I walk over to her, my eyes unable to stop themselves from zipping up and down her fucking body, unable to stop looking at her face, those fucking eyes, those freckles dusting her nose and cheeks, her mouth, god her fucking mouth. 

"there arent words for the way you look right now baby girl" I whisper and she bites her lip and looks up at me. Her heels making her five foot eight , more like five foot ten and theres only four inches between us, but her eyes still have to lift to look up at me. 

"this dress was made for your body" I say as I place both of my hands lightly on her hips, trying to refrain from sliding them up her waist, over the curves of her breasts, or behind her and on her ass. 

"turn around for me, let me see the back" I say and she smiles, her lip sliding out of her teeth and she turns, my hands coasdting over the satin, one slipping over her stomach the other around the back and I let out a slight groan as Im met with her bare back. The satin hugging her ass and making my cock show it's appreciation for how fucking stunning she is, as it twitches behind my zipper inside of my boxer briefs. 

"Jesus Annaliese" I exhale and let my hand move, my finger skimming over the low back, my eyes taking in the little thin straps that criss cross over her back, my finger itching to pull the little tie at the small of her back. 

"Do you like it?" She asks, turning her head over her shoulder, my eyes going to hers and I nod. The green of the dress matches the green of her eyes. I nod. 

"mhm" I hum and then dip my head down and kiss her shoulder. 

"You look fucking beautiful. You always look so fucking beautiful." I say and press another kiss to her shoulder and then lift my head and she turns slightly and lifts her chin and I brush my nose against hers.

"You look perfect" she says. "Like always." 

I give a small smile and then turn her to face me and she lifts her arms and wraps them around my neck, her body pressing into me, my hands failing me and reaching for her ass. Fuck she felt so good against me, so good in my fucking hands, the satin as soft as her perfect fucking skin. We'd do this, we'd fix this, we'd make it. We had to. Because there was nobody else in this world that could make me love them the way that Annaliese James had made me love her. 

"I love you, so god damn much" I exhale and drop my forehead to hers.

She nods. Her nose pushing against mine. "I love you too...so god damn much" 

I smile softly and then slide my hand up her back and exhale, feeling her skin, the tiny little straps across her back under my hand as I slide my hand up to the back of her neck, sliding my other hand from her ass to her lower back and wrapping my arm around her, my hand at her neck, grabbing the back of it gently, but possessively. Nobody else could fucking have her. She was mine. I'd deal with the fucking hurt of her sleeping with Josh, I'd deal with it, because I knew it was my fault. IF I hadnt left her, she's never have fucking done it. I loved her too fucking much to punish her for it. It didnt mean it wouldnt bother me everyday for the rest of my life, but I knew I loved her more than anything, and that I'd already forgiven her for it. It was the forgetting part that sucked, because I never would. Just like she'd never forget me breaking up with her , breaking her heart, like the fool that I was. 

"You asked me a question the other night...in your kitchen...when you were drunk..." I say and she looks me in the eyes. She nods slightly. 

"You asked if I thought we would have gotten married." I say and she nods. 

"Yes. I think we would have gotten married." I say and she swallows. 

"And I think we still will....won't we baby girl?" I say as hover my mouth over hers and she nods multipe times, her breath sweet on my lips and I exhale softly. 

"We're going to fix what I broke Annaliese, I promise." I whisper and her eyes water and she nods. 

"What we both broke." she says, and I love her for holding herself accountable for the betrayal, and not just letting me take all the blame for what we ruined. 

"I forgive you Annaliese. I don't want to punish you for what happened when I left." I say and her lips trembles. 

"But i deserve for you to be mad at me." she sniffles. 

I shake my head. "I dont want to be mad at you. I just want to fucking love you." 

Her lip is full on wobbling, a tear slips.

"You'll ruin your makeup, stop that." I whisper and slide my hand from her neck to her cheeks and swipe the tear and she sniffles. 

"I'll never forgive myself for what I did." she says. 

"And ill never forgive myself for giving you a reason to do it. So I guess we're going to have live with that." I say and she sniffles. 

"I forgive you too." she says and I swallow hard, because I wasnt expecting it, didnt deserve it. 

"thank you" I whisper and nudge her nose. 

"it's okay if you decide to be mad at me tomorrow, i dont expect your feelings to always be the same about what I did" she says and I sigh and press my forehead to hers agin, taking her face in both my hands. 

"thank you for saying that" I say. "same here, okay?" 

She nods. 

"We might fight about it Annaliese, might have bad days, but I just want to have all my days, be with you, good or bad, happy or sad, I just want the love of my life back, and i wont hurt you ever again, i promise" 

"I wont hurt you either" she sniffles. "I promise" 

I nod and gently stroke her cheeks.

"Give me a kiss baby" I whisper. 

Her arms wrap around my neck and her feet push to the floor to raise her up and my hand is ont he back of her neck , the other on the side of her face as we make a promise with our mouths. 

"thank you for still loving me" she says as her mouth keeps moving, kissing me soft and slow and I shake my head. 

"thank you, for still loving me too" I say and she kisses me hard. 

"always" she whispers on my lips. "I'll always love you."