Sheet Music - A Rock 'n' Roll Love Story

He removed her jeans first but kept her panties in place, then ground his mouth against her aching sex through the satin fabric.

“Michael, if I don’t lay down soon, I’m going to fall over,” she panted.

He stood and gazed down at her, his eyes heavy with passion.  One hand remained between her thighs.  He toyed with the mounting wetness there; wanting more than anything to be inside her.

Annie freed his hips from the restraints of his pants, which fell to to his ankles in a heap and he stepped out of them.  Then she removed her own panties.  Like two magnets, their bodies crashed against one another.  The friction of their skin alone was almost enough to push them each to orgasm.

She slipped beneath the fresh bed linens and he quickly rolled against her side.  He studied her face, using his fingers to push the loose strands of hair that covered her brow.  Love poured from his eyes.

“I can’t believe how nervous I am right now,” he whispered.

“Why?”

“Because it’s been so long since I’ve touched you, and I want this to be perfect.”

“If it makes you feel any better, I’m nervous too.  But our bodies never had any trouble speaking to each other before.  It was always…so good.”

He smiled and reached for her.  She fit against him ever so perfectly, as if she were molded with his physical specifications in mind.  “I love you so much, Annie, and I don’t believe I’ve ever wanted you as badly as I do right now.”

His tongue found hers and she pulled him on top of her.  His hips fell neatly into the cradle between her thighs.  The tip of his maleness pulsed against her soft, wet center.

“God, I love you,” she exhaled.

He froze when he heard what she said and stared down at her.  “You finally said it.”  Emotion made his eyes glisten.

“I’m sorry I made you wait so long to hear it,” she answered, easing him into position.  “But I had to be sure of it before I said it out of convenience.”

“It’s okay, babe.  It was worth the wait.”

Gently, he sunk himself into her, languidly experiencing the searing sensation against his flesh as her body stretched to accept him.  “Annie?”

“Yes?”

“I’ve got to warn you, I won’t last long.  This feels too good to be true.”

She smiled against his mouth.. “We’ve got all night, and I don’t remember you ever needing recovery time,” she giggled.

When dawn seeped in through the cracks of the window blinds, Annie and Michael were still awake and entwined beneath the sheets.

“Michael, where do we go from here?  What does this all mean?  We’ve already been married and divorced.  What else is there?”