My Love Journey's
A Moment To Remember

"By, fvck!" paul growled with his eyes looking towards the point where our bodies were fused.

I cupped his face and pointed his mouth at my mouth while feeling the pleasure that I so longed for felt on the sidelines of my thighs. I also felt his muscles tighten in response to his every reliable and regular urge while his chest expanded and deflated rapidly.

******* smoothly sounded from my mouth, then I groaned favorably as she pushed her hips faster, beating me mercilessly until my body shook violently underneath.

"You won't know how much I miss you, Bianka.." he snored as he let out a rumbling growl in his chest. I muttered something in return, preparing to welcome my approaching peak.

I looked into his eyes, and drowned there, feeling the intoxicating jolt from him. The feeling of relief and pleasure that I feel mentally and physically right now cannot be compared to anything. After a month we did not meet, and now in the midst of intimate activities, I feel another relief above sexual satisfaction.

No doubt, Paul I've bonded with each other. He holds my heart, I hold his heart. I had never felt this strong feeling in someone before, and there was not the slightest bit of space in my heart left for doubt or fear of our relationship. There are only strong feelings of love and trust.

"Oh, Lord..." I exhaled a trembling breath, my whole body drunk with its touch. "Paul, I'll..."

My words were stifled as he suddenly attacked my lips ferociously to muffle my screams while my entire body trembled with a curved back. I pulled her hair while holding my breath.

"Shiiit!" his curse as my throbbing womanhood gripped the most delicious part of his body was strong. I wrapped around his hips with both feet, making his movements slightly restrained.

"Paul's..." My breath was so breathless, my mind was shaken by how well he knew every weak spot in my body and he could make me feel like I was drifting into the clouds in just a matter of minutes.

"That's it, love..." His hoarse voice accompanied me to feel the release of my ladders while he bit my chin softly. "Enjoy, Honey..."

A minute later Paul also reached the top and spewed out his passion inside my body. A growling sound rippled out between his gasping breaths, then dropped his body over me.

"Was it good?" ask Paul.

"Yes." I said, pulling her hair so she could look at me. I smile. "Was it good for you?"

"Whatever feels perfect to do it with you, love." he muttered softly, making my heart touched.

Paul rolled over to my side, and as usual, I hugged him and pulled the blanket to the chest. Give our bodies time to rest for a while after the sweaty activity just now.

"I want to stop playing ball." Paul's voice broke the silence.

"What's? When?" I was confused, looking up at him while frowning. "Didn't you love your job?"

Paul rubbed my back gently. "Yes, I thought about that before I met you."

"Oh,"

"I'm just tired, I guess. This will sound classic and insignificant" He chuckled while I shook my head.

"No, tell me..."

"My mom was the only person I ever talked to about this when I first felt it. Of course, she didn't know everything because I couldn't possibly say my relationship with women or anything like that bluntly" she said starting out, while I listened quietly. "That's why he's so obsessed with you, you know?"

Yeah, I feel it. Her mother welcomed me with open arms and her attitude clearly supported Paul and me. He was so kind, caring, and fun, more than I ever imagined before Paul took me to see him.

"My friends, who lived a quiet life without the frills of fame, were mostly married and had children. While I was stuck in an endless lonely circle, sometimes skipping nights sleeping with a woman I thought was not the typical woman I wanted to make a wife with. Like Carmen, or some other model, well, I'm sure you've heard a lot about it..."

I nodded slowly while playing the tip of my finger on his chest.

"My life is almost at 30. I felt as if I was standing at a crucial point and was in the last row of a long line. My mother had asked me to take a break, go on vacation or something like that, so I could get away from the dizzying life for a while." she murmured softly and carefully. "But, I didn't do that, I'd feel even more lonely. Then, when I told her about you, she was so happy. I forgot the last time I saw her that happy."

"Paul's..." I held my arms, indicating how happy I was to hear his words.

"Short story short, the point is I don't want you to think I'm mentally unstable when I want our relationship to continue in a more serious direction. I know you probably won't understand this, but it doesn't matter..."

"I love you, Paul. Never once did I think so," I said, then kissed her at a glance. "However, you're right. I may not be able to really understand you, but I always try. I keep learning to adjust to you, and to your life."

"Thank you, love." he muttered as he exhaled. "I'm happy with you. Very happy. And, I owe you a lot."

"No, baby... You don't owe me anything." I said, smiling gently at him. Then I stretched my body to lie on it. "I am the one who owes you so much..."

Paul's eyebrows rose slightly while his hands rubbed my back.

"Student loans." I said.

He chuckles softly. "Don't talk about it again, love. We've finished it.." the sparkle was carefree. "And you're gonna make a new loan for your master's degree, right?"

"Paul!" My laughter sounded slower when he suddenly with one agile movement turned around until I was below him. I gulped as I felt his manhood begin to harden on my thighs.

He grinned mischievously. "Sorry, love. I can't let you rest in peace tonight..."

***

The next morning, when Paul's mother went for a walk in the city of Madrid with Alfred, and also purposely gave me more time with Paul, I decided to follow Paul to his training ground.

Not too much difference I saw on the pitch, it was almost the same as the situation when I watched his training sessions with the German national team a few months ago. There is also a Jersey Chaser like Carmen sitting waiting for the players to practice. Some of them are lucky to be the wives of the greatest football club athletes in history.

I met two beautiful women, both Jersey Chasers. One is married, while the other is still in the early stages of a relationship. I'm grateful that at least the women here are a little more friendly and know the rules, unlike the Jersey Chasers in barbaric Germany. Very barbaric! Ewh...

That whole day Paul and I were really spending time together. We had a romantic lunch at the restaurant after she finished rehearsal, then she took me for a quick look around downtown while shopping. I tried to enjoy the moment and put aside the line of bad thoughts that bothered me when I imagined tomorrow we would go back apart. Maybe for the next month, or even more until our next meeting.

Nothing is easy in this world, yes. All things, good or bad, there is always an impact. I can't expect anything in our relationship given how hard the road is. What will happen, will happen... I'm resigned. I leave it all to Paul, how far he can prove he's really the man I deserve. Really, I don't doubt it, but let's see....