Once we were in, Theo showed me to the front room.
His house was done up nice.
I instantly felt at ease and when he pulled me down on to the huge, soft couch, I didn’t resist.
As my arse connected with the cushioning, I sank into the seat and felt the weight of him against me as he wrapped both his arms around me and rolled down until we both lay on the couch.
The vastness of it, allowed us to lay comfortably with space around us.
We began to kiss again…deeply.
His tongue moved at a slower pace this time. Less frantic, more passion.
He kissed me with meaning.
It felt so good. So needed. So familiar.