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i love you too.
2010-04-11 @ 5:03 p.m.
this morning, we were sleeping in since we got in SUPER late last night. he wrapped his arms around me and i guess you can say we were spooning, as lame as that term is; his crotch was pressed against my ass and he was whispering "oh miss, oh miss." and much later, when i had woken up and wondered what time it was and decided i was probably going to get up, i shifted and he squeezed me tighter and said barely audibly, "i love you." and i don't know if he realized he said it, and i rolled over and faced him and he woke up and looked almost startled, and i wondered if he meant to say it or if he realized that he did say it and was wondering himself if i had heard him. i don't really know, but it's all i really wanted to hear from him whether he knows he said it or not. somewhere in him, he meant it, and that's all that matters. after we woke up and came downstairs he came back up from smoking in the garage and said that he just wanted to let me know that last night was incredible. and though that was just kind of second runner up to that first statement, it was still greatly appreciated. he had been nasty to me all day yesterday because i teased him and didn't finish, so when we got home last night, we were like animals. it was nice. i'm glad i can satisfy him in every way. |