Friday, November 10, 2006

now we've been a little more than just friends
and where we go now, i guess that depends
if i get myself caught up in your scene
black hair, black coffee, and hard nicotine
i can't sleep, i can't eat
need you to hold my hand so i can cross the street
Nicotina - Big Sugar


Why is it when I get home from making out with Eric - I look so much hotter than when I left home? My lips are pink and swollen, cheeks flushed, hair soft and tousled and I can't stop smiling.

No wonder when I say "I really need to go / you really need to get to bed" he says "So soon/ so you're leaving me?"


Last night had a lot of firsts. The biggest one was that I pushed. I put myself out there and it was good. I noticed that the last few times we've been making out, there has been over the sweater action, and it's getting more and more aggressive and it would feel soo much better, if it was under the sweater. I also noticed that there was a lot of hanging around about the bottom edge of my shirt that had creeped up.. so.. i put my shirt over his hand... I'm very glad I did.

Also. (I know! Also! I pushed even more!) I've been hovering my hand on his lower stomach.. not knowing where the line is, but, thinking that he's had his hands full of my ass and breasts, that I would go in. The groan and the passionate kiss let me know I was ok. I even went skin to skin and was met with positive results.

I'm so proud of myself. I'm proud I pushed. I'm proud I trusted him enough to put myself out there. I'm also proud I restrained myself cause I wanted so much more.

Yes, I had to go home and "Read" our euphemism for well.. you know..

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'M SO PROUD!!!