"Hey, we should go inside," Steven suggested. "I've got one more thing I want to do for you."
"What? What more do you have? And what do you have in my house that you haven't already have?"
"You'll see, come on" Steven encouraged Louise out of the car.
She was intrigued, he couldn't do anything more for her. And he didn't have anything else with him but a small bag. Did he have a secret something in the bag?
Louise's mind was racing. She started to feel nervous. Surely he wouldn't?
They entered her house. "Do you mind?" Steven asked as he started fiddling with her stereo.
"Louise, you've been married before. It didn't work out for you. You didn't get some important things from it. You've told me about it, and I want to fill in the gaps for you. I want to be the one to complete you."
Louise's heart was pounding. In her head, "No way, he's not that crazy right?" She could feel herself recoiling slightly. Was he seriously going to propose? How would she turn him down, she was in love in this moment, but no way was she ready for that step.
"Louise, you told me that you never danced at your wedding," he held out his hand as the music started, "let's have our first dance!"
A crashing wave of relief flooded over Louise. He just wanted to dance. Of course. She stepped into him, he wrapped his arms around her. She snuggled into his embrace as they swayed rhythmically to the music. Her head against his chest, she could hear his heart beat, slow, strong, steady as they rocked back and forth to the music.
This moment could last forever and it wouldn't be long enough, it was perfection. She was safe in his arms, he held onto his love like she was the most precious thing in the world, the most precious thing in his world.
Louise looked up into Steven's eyes. Their infinite gaze peered right into each other's soul. Their souls connected as one as they danced, looking at each other.
Steven stooped a little to meet Louise's height. His lips pursed slightly as he kissed her on the forehead. She responded by looking up. He cradled her head in his hands, his touch on the back of her neck sending a tingle down her spine, the warmth of his touch comforting, sensual, reassuring. Her head was spinning, the moment was pure bliss as she longed to feel his lips on hers.
Louise looked up at Steven longingly, her hands sliding up his back, over his shoulders and behind his head. She pulled him down to her. Each other's heads in the other's hands.
They'd kissed many times in the past day and a bit. They'd done more than kiss, they were anything but strangers, yet right now, this kiss in this moment, it felt like everything. Their first kiss of their first dance, it wasn't lustful, it was pure love.
They hung in time, inches apart for a seeming eternity as they watched each other. In unison, they both closed their eyes, completely trusting as they moved in that slight bit more. Their lips connected. The electric energy shot between their mouths like sparks of lightning. Both their hearts were racing as the warmth of their lips caressed each other. Their mouths smiled as they kissed, open or closed, the happiness of the moment forced the smile, it was inevitable.
The music played in the background, a carefully curated selection of slow dance songs for the moment, their bodies pressed against each other as they danced, their lips locked together in loving connection. They wanted, they needed to be together more.
Steven lifted Louise and carried her to the bed. He lay her down, and he lay next to her, barely breaking the kiss, but long enough to speak.
"I love you Louise."
"I love you too."
Their lips met again, their breath intermingled as they breathed in each other. Their eyes fixated on one another. Their bodies tightly against each other.
Without thought, they both stripped themselves bare. They lay together, naked, skin on skin touching. The warmth of each body radiating love onto the other. Louise lifted a leg over Steven, wrapping it behind him, pulling his hips against hers. She could feel his cock swollen against her. He could feel the steamy lust of her crotch as the tip of his prick pressed against her. With a slight adjustment, his knob was poised against her opening. They paused. This moment wasn't about the sex that was about to happen. It was about the love, the connection, the bond they had created.
Steven pushed himself forward slightly, his member penetrating, pushing slightly inside Louise. Her warmth intoxicating, the feeling of his cock sliding inside her, the heat of her body creeping along his shaft as he drilled further into her. There was no closer feeling than being inside her perfect, wet pussy.
Slowly, he thrust himself in and out of Louise. She responded with her own hip movements, grinding up and down his shaft, feeling it fill her, in and out. As they slowly fucked, the warmth of their bodies increased, their faces were flushed, fiery red glowed from their necks and cheeks. The feeling in their loins was intense, but the feeling deeper inside was more important, the feeling of love, being connected to their soulmate was inimitable.
After an eternity of time together, not long enough to truly express their love, their bodies responded naturally, her climax came first, her pussy gushed with fluid, hot, slippery, the muscles in her stomach clenched as she felt her clitoris explode with a million firecrackers through her entire body. She shuddered as she was wracked with pleasure, involuntary convulsions gripped her body, pulsing through her again and again. His was soon to follow, his muscles tensed, he felt it build from within, his slow pumping built to a crescendo. He pulled Louise in tight as he felt his load shoot inside her, his turn to lose control. His body now jumping around as he climaxed with her.
They collapsed together on the bed. The music had stopped. There was nothing but each other. They drifted into a slumber together. Steven lay on his back, Louise's leg was half over him, snuggled against his body. He held her close, she had a hand draped onto his chest, just below his clavicle, feeling his heart beating beneath her hand.
Each was living a dream as they drifted off to sleep, a perfect end to a perfect day.