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Thank you all for reading this story. I read and appreciate all of your comments. They motivate me, and keep me going with these two.
I realize there have been a lot of chapters, and Leif and Lynne have not yet consummated their union.
I think I need to step outside of the story just for a little bit and ease your concerns so you don't get frustrated.
I don't want to give away too much, but they will be consummating their union in a few more chapters.
You've stuck with them this long, and they will "get it on", you have my word.
Just give me a few more chapters to set it up. I will be breathing a sigh of relief as well :)
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She loved this man. The love she felt for Leif was so big, beautiful and broad, she didn't see the need to hide it anymore. She walked over to him and buried her head in his broad chest. She'd been drinking him in all morning, his slender broad chest, those strong arms that could hold her tight through any storms that might come. Ever since he opened the door and said that he forgave her, she felt his warm glow of affection flowing through her. Ever since he swallowed her up in his big strong arms, in an embrace so tight he lifted her off the ground.
She loved his magnetic blue eyes, those blonde eyelashes, and his tender spirit. How could loving this man be a sin? She just inhaled the scent of him. Just to smell him, bath soap, and Leif's natural scent made her world feel complete. She moved her mouth tenderly over his pectorals, just nuzzling his hardening nipples.
"Lynn, baby, you don't need to do this sweetie," he murmured.
She shook her head back and forth, no, she was going to do this, and she gathered strength from the comforting feel of his left chest nipple between her pursed lips. She pulled it between her lips and gave it a firm suck.
"You taste good to me Leif. I've never felt a sweeter sin before baby," she said, her voice husky with emotion.
And Damn, she missed his mouth. She looked up at him. His beautiful blue eyes were so watery. She was sure her eyes were watery too, but she didn't really care. A love like there's was worth a sacrifice. Some people had to choose between family, and love. She was that person. But, most people would give two lifetimes to feel the one month of passion that she'd shared with Leif.
And his mouth was beautiful. And she leaned in, as though noticing his lips for the first time, his thin but shapely lips and she gently sucked his bottom lip, and then his top lip.
"That was how you awakened me. You turned me into a bold and beautiful woman. I'm sorry if I acted like a little girl, because I was scared, of what they might say, or what they might think but I'm your big grown woman now baby," she whispered her mouth an inch from his own.
"Oh Lynne," he groaned, and he pulled her tight into the circle of his arms.
They pulled each other into a kiss with such intensity that their tongues dueled for supremacy before deciding on a tender rhythm, and a pace that they could agree on where they shared the fruit of each other's kiss.
His hands reached down, cupped her ass, and branded her with fire. If this was sin, she'd be okay with burning in hell.
"I've....I need to do it now,"
She took her iPhone out of her pocket. She walked over, sat on the couch, and put her phone on the coffee table. She rubbed her hands together as though trying to find the words to say. She took in her breath and blew a huge amount of air, blowing the fringe of her hair. This was a nervous habit of hers.
Lynne never thought that the lid would come off of her life like this. That she'd be forced to acknowledge that she'd lived a double life her whole life. That her parents faith was not for her, knowing what the consequences were. She very well might never talk to them again. Somehow, she always thought that she could present a half-hearted commitment, and later, when she moved out, just avoidance of certain uncomfortable topics at scheduled visits, and still get to be their little girl, at least somewhat. But Leif had been right. He wasn't a pack of cigarettes to be hidden in a coat pocket in the corner of her closet. He was her man, and if they were in a serious relationship, she needed to be honest.
If she wanted to taste his kisses, and feel those guitar worn finger tips on her body, if she wanted to hear his surfer boy chuckle, and enjoy their morning debates over the paper, she knew what she had to do. It was the hardest thing she ever imagined. But if it meant she could be free to love and enjoy her beautiful, soulful man, then it was worth it.
"Baby, you don't have to do this. We can keep our dating a secret from them until we get married in the future or-"
"No! That doesn't solve the problem. There will always be something. Because if we do that, next they'll be trying to convert you into the religion. Wanting you to cut your dreadlocks. It will always be something extra that we need to do and then get saved back into the church. We are only sinners to them, unless we do what the church says. I'm telling them the truth. Big girl panties and all. Your love is big, beautiful, and true, and I don't want to hide it from no one," said Lynne.
She put the phone on speaker phone and he heard the number dialing.
"Babe, you don't-"
"Hush!" shouted Lynne right before the phone picked up.
"Hello," said her mother.
