My Love Journey's
Live in The Moment

I'm enchanted.

Watching Paul's lips open and his jaw harden made my passion accumulate down there. His head stuck to the bed, roaring scrumptious moans rang out from his chest whenever I carried him as far as I could into my mouth, I swallowed him and forced my throat to comfort him with endless pleasure.

"Damn, Bianka.." the snoring went bad. His eyes were filled with desire.

I slowed my mouth, trying to correct my flaws in the play of mouth. But I think Paul still likes him, making me go crazy adoring him. Next to my hand held his manhood while the other hand rested on his thigh. I felt his manhood throbbing in response to my assault.

For the last time before getting up, I moved my tongue dancing at the edge of his manhood while gripping it with both hands.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Slowly, he kept me away from there. I knelt between his thighs, looking up at him sitting on the edge of my bed. "You're too mean with your mouth" he said with a half-stiff breath and chuckled and pulled me off the floor. His sudden movements made me shriek softly and laugh.

If a man as great as Paul Klug says my mouth-play, which honestly still sucks, is enough to make him tormented, then there is no reason for me not to boast.

I shifted my body up and put a pillow under my head while Paul put on the safety and knelt between my thighs. "I want to see your face for longer, you're so beautiful, Bianka" she said, without turning her back on me.

I'm sure he saw my face reddened, messy, and very passionate. Without warning, Paul put two fingers inside me. I still haven't taken our eyes off. He twirled his finger upwards and a soft mutter of marks agreed out from my lips as he pressed the most delicious spot on my body.

"Okay, I'm ready." I said impatiently. I never wanted someone this big, my whole body craved his desires in an unspoken way.

A small grin slanted at the corner of her lips before stopping her finger movements and pulling it out. Then now he pressed the end of his body the most delicious there. "You're the boss here, love." snored, then slowly urged me while kissing my lips. Instantly my hand was raised clutching his arm, sticking my nails there.

I breathed a sigh of relief and sighed when she was already inside me, then reached out to cupped her jaw and pulled her towards me. I kissed her lips while Paul started moving his hips slowly.

Paul is absolutely perfect. He made me stray at his intimate and expert kiss, made me dive into an endless sea of pleasure and I allowed myself to feel all that. As his insistence became faster, moans rang out from our mouths.

"Paul.." I sighed softly, unable to concentrate my thoughts on his kiss while he rained deeply on me.

"Why are you so good, Bianka?" He gave me the deepest urge as if he was punishing me. I hissed and raised my hand to grip her hair while she walked down my neck with her lips.

"Now it's your turn, love."

"What?" I gasped, staring at her confusedly.

"Ride me," He pulled away from me and lay down on the bed, making me suddenly feel empty and cold, then I quickly moved up and sat on his hips. I raised my butt a little so Paul could lead the part of him down there, then slowly lower my ass. We groaned between kisses.

She ran my body with both hands, from the thighs up to my chest, defending me as I began to move on it. Her moans of pleasure pushed me further, while her hips were slightly raised to compensate for my movements.

"Ah, Paul..."

I could feel my release getting closer. This position makes the throbbing part of his body go deeper and hit the most delicious point for me at every insistence he gives.

"Me too, love..."

His hoarse voice in my ears made me groan again. Now it was my turn to stretch my lips against her strained neck, her breathless breath and her hands squeezing my hips made my womanhood grip her manhood even stronger.

Before he could finish his words, I grinned my face at his neck and groaned loudly while my thighs trembled violently to welcome my peak.

"That's it, baby." he muttered, raining me from below to achieve his own release and prolong my release.

My heart was racing and my breathing felt as if I had just run fast. I felt wonderful, warm, safe, well loved, and content at the same time. His smooth and skillful thrust was slightly wobbly, then he groaned softly.

"Fsa!" he swore with a loud breath.

I stayed there, lying limp on top of her body while trying to understand my growing feelings for this man, while he was still inside me, his hot breath sweeping the side of my head.

"Are you okay?" he said after a few minutes we were silent. He has pulled himself away from me, but I have not been able to move from his body.

"Yes." I whispered, my lips sweeping the skin of his neck.

"I have to open my sheath and clean myself, Bianka." he muttered with a chuckle. "You can sleep on top of me again after I get back."

I laughed softly, then rolled to the side. I pulled a blanket over my body and, after Paul kissed me on the cheek, I looked at him as he walked into the bathroom.

"Paul?" call me, knowing that I don't want to sleep without my clothes on.

"Yes?"

"Can you take a T-shirt or something for me to wear?" snoring without opening my eyes, feeling comfortable in the darkness of my room. I just want Paul back as soon as possible so I can hold him.

He came a few minutes later, stretched out a black jacket to me. I put it on and immediately realized that it was his jacket that was left behind in my house some time ago.

As soon as Paul lay under the covers, I curled up in his arms. My head hitched a ride on his arm and my hands were on his chest while he pulled me closer.

"I'm glad you're talking to me about your family, Bianka." she snored softly a few minutes later, as I was about to fall asleep. "You never open up, or even tell me about yourself. You're a strong woman, I've never met anyone like you before. I want you to know that I care about you, Bianka." she continued.

I was silent for a while, feeling so comfortable with the scent of his body covering me and his loud heartbeat in my ears. I really felt like there was nowhere else but to be here, hugging him.

"May I be honest with you?" my question, he nodded. "Actually I don't like other people knowing my personal life, and you haven't heard it all. Even Stacey never knew about what I told you even though she was a close friend of mine. He knows nothing about my family. I feel like our closeness has gone beyond my senses, and I'm afraid to imagine how our relationship is going to be."

"I told you, you can trust me, love. I couldn't possibly tell anyone about you." he muttered reassuringly, gently rubbing my back.

"I knew. I just.. please don't get me wrong," I sighed. "but the more I open up to you, the more painful it will be when our closeness ends."

Paul remained silent. I know he doesn't like it when I mention goodbye, but I have to be honest about how I feel about him. Our relationship will not last long, which is happening now it feels like it has crossed the line even though I realize my feelings for him continue to grow as our closeness.

"Don't think about it, at least for now. Just live in the moment with me, that's to make things easier."

I didn't say it until a few minutes later I fell asleep.