The love in his eyes was so evident I reached for him.

“Make love to me,” I requested as I pulling him closer

His face was questioning as he knelt in front of me. “Explain ‘make love’ to me,” he requested. “This phrase is not from our Language. The words we understand, but not the combination.”

I smiled at his curiosity and cupped his face. This was probably going to be one of those times, but I’d try to explain.

“Sex between us is about physical pleasure,” I said kissing the corner of his mouth. “Making love is about emotional pleasure. It means using sex to show I care about you and you care about me.”

Christof accepted the loving kisses across his lips and cheeks. It was evident he was thinking about what I’d said.

said from

ran my fingers along Christof’s jaw and down

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your happiness. When you are not with me, I think of you and hope you are well. I cannot care for you,

forward I nuzzled Christof’s neck and nipped at his ears. A low groan sounded in his throat as his hands pulled me closer. Continuing to suck at his neck I smiled to myself. He wasn’t fighting the idea

I wrapped a hand around Christof’s staff. I pumped him slowly enjoying the silky

softly pulling me until I curled

eyes and found him

he said

tangle of tongues continued as his hand wrapped in my hair, securing me

of me,” he ordered pulling my

and stilled my movements. Being on the bottom was what the women did to them. It struck me as wrong to do this to

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