Old Friends/New Beginnings part 2

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Once I gotten out of the car, he follows me into the house to get something to drink. “You know what? I’m going to start wearing outfits like these just for you”, I say to him as I go into the fridge to grab a sprite. “If you do that then I’m going to start wearing female shirts and tuck my pants in my socks”, he declares as he takes my soda. I hold my belly laughing as I imagine him in a tight-fit blouse and tucked in pants. “The worse thing about it is the fact that I can see you actually doing that!” I tell him as I grab my can back and take a swig. “Exactly. So do you really wanna wear that every day and risk your eyes seeing me in that kind of outfit every day in public?” “Oh defiantly not! I guess I won’t wear this everyday then. Only when I don’t feel like wearing anything else or its laundry day and you won’t wear your tacky outfit deal?” “Hmmm… I don’t know because I do like tucking in my pants in my socks-“ “Mike I’m going to beat you if you don’t just shake my hand as a deal”, I threaten as he fake thinks it over. “Fine deal.” He shakes on it quickly before laughing. His laugh makes me feel special and giddy inside. I glance at the time and come to find out that it was getting late. I’ll need to be getting ready soon. “Michael…”, I say in a singsong voice. He looks up from the fridge with a mouth full of something, “hmm?”
“What are you even eating?” Swallowing before going any further he says, “Food.” I put my hands on my hips. He seemed amuse by my expression. “Kidding. Don’t get your panties in a twist. I was eating some of the fruit salad you had”, he smiles. “What- never mind. Don’t you think you should be going soon to get ready?” He shakes his head as he looked at the clock. “No I’ve got plenty of time.” “Two hours?” “You forget who I am. It doesn’t take me long to get ready”. I push the refrigerator door to close on his hand but he moves out the way. “Whatever. It takes me just this long so you need to go. I still have to get my hair done and take a shower-““Well I better stay here in case you need help”, he looks me over sexily when he says that. “No thanks. I can help myself because in case you haven’t noticed, I’m a big girl now”, I declare as I push him out. “Yes you are. But I can take a hint so I’ll pick you up later”, he pecks my cheek before heading out. As soon as the coast was clear I closed the door and begin throwing a fit like a teenager. I begin squealing like crazy and jumping up and down. I’m so excited!
After taking my shower and getting dressed I start on my hair. What am I going to do to this mess to make sure I still look fly? I re-flat iron it all then decide to add curls to the ends and just pin it to the left side. Once I’m satisfied with it I apply eyeliner which I smudge a little and a shimmery not quite nude lipstick. I don’t need mascara and I hate blush. I check myself on the mirror behind my bedroom door. There is a knock on my door just in time. I dab my lips with slight magenta colored black cherry lip gloss to even out the nude. I go downstairs and open the door to my date for the night. Michael had on a green silk button down that looked really good on him. I mean really good. “Hey good lookin’”, I greet him. His smile dropped when he saw me. “How do I look?” Turning around a few times I wait for his response and approval. He just stands there like I did when I saw the car. I feel his eyes scourge my person while his mouth acts like a fly catcher, sitting agape. I snap my fingers to break the spell. Shaking his head a blush creeps up his cheeks. “Um, you um, y-you look amazing.” He scratches his head in embarrassment. “Thank you Mr. Smooth. I’m all ready to go if you are.” He blushes then clears his throat to rid his “I’m just about ready. I just need to do one thing real quick.” He pulls out a black box from behind his back. “I, uh, wanted to give this to you after graduation but I never got the chance”, he stumbles as he opens the box. He opens the box to reveal a silver bracelet that carried a heart and V charm on it. It’s my turn to be speechless. The heart had a big ruby on it, my birthstone. It is gorgeous! “Do you like it?” I nod my head quietly. I can’t believe he did this for me. It must’ve been really expensive at the time since we were just getting out of high school. “May I?” he asks. I nod stupidly again before lifting my right arm to him. He clasps the chain before kissing my hand delicately. He is so romantic I think I’m going to faint or something. We smile at each other before walking hand in hand to the car. He has my heart already.
Michael POV
When we arrive at TJ’s house, I escort her to the front door, planning to at least make it to the foyer. Of course I wasn’t able to when we were bombarded with friends’ greetings.
“Mike no time no see!”
“Hey man nice to see you’re alive.”
“Michael! What it do?”
“Hey there hot stuff.”
“Whoa who’s the hottie?’
“Nice catch MJ you sly dog!”
“Hey cutie can I have your number?”
“I know who I want to bring home tonight.”
“Oowiee she’s banging!”
“Hello gorgeous!”
Welcomes that were intended for me are now being directed toward Valerie who seems a little uncomfortable but still cute as can be. “Everybody this is my date Valerie. Valerie this is Wentz, Zack, Taylor, Yolanda, Harv, Geoff, Bentley, Marvin, Casey, and Rhonnie-“ “Rhonnie?” “Yeah over there.” “Valerie? Oh my constellations Val!” The two girls hug and begin to chat while ignoring me. “I’m guess you know each other?” “Oh yes. She was my manicurist and psychic back in high school. She is a riot! You still do voodoo and study the stars?” “Every full and new moon!” Both women laugh before promising to catch up more as the night progresses. I introduce her to many people before I start to get lost in conversations, caught by forget me not acquaintances, and trapped in immense crowd enthusiasm. I haven’t seen Val in hours. In those hours I admit I drank a little…. Ok maybe a few drinks here and there but I’m still aware of myself and not drunk. I see her sitting at the bar outside, all by herself. I swagger over to her when I notice her ginger ale.
“Ginger ale? Really Val? I know you drink”, is the first thing that pops out my mouth. She smiles knowing I’m right. “Yeah but I just don’t really feel up to it you know?” “No I don’t know because I’ve never met anyone who drinks but refuses it even when its served for free!” She considers this before shrugging. “I’ve got you Valerie. One Bahamas mama for the fake virgin drinker over here”, I order as I lean against the counter. “What’s in it?” “You’ll see.” “Michael don’t play like that.” I get closer to her. I let one hand roam her bare thigh as the other entangles her mane. “Don’t you trust me baby girl?” I coo in her ear. She almost melts. Before I can go further, she obliges and sips the tropical acclaimed drink. “Hey this is actually pretty good.” “Of course it is. The perfect loosen-er up too because you needed it bad.” “What is that supposed to mean?” Val states, taking quick to defense. “You’re being a little uptight prude.” Whoa did I really just say that to her??? “Excuse me!?” Her blood must be boiling hot now. I’ve entered the danger zone. “Calm down. I just mean you are sitting here by yourself when you can be having the time of your life. Mingle, drink, dance, flirt, do what you gotta do to groove.” This settles it. The drink has taken over my voice box. “What you expect me to do Mike? Run around topless, drink body shots, and go grind and hump everybody?” “No but you can start by finishing the drink and letting it buzz you like a bee in your ear. She stares me in the eyes before taking on the challenge.

The drink really took a toll on her and it’s clear as day. “Is that better now?” “Oh yeah. But I’m still not sure.” “Ok see that girl over there?” “Yes?”, she whispers cautiously. “Wanna know why she has so much confidence in her walk and she is having such a good time?” “Why?” “No panties.” “WHAT?!!” “No prude panties tying her down. Now that’s sexy! But you’re probably too uptight to try it.” “Am not! I can have fun and be sexy.” “Then drop them if you wanna be like her. I doubt you can go 5 minutes let alone an hour without them.” “Bet you $50 that I can. Starting right now.” She reaches under her skirt and pull down her gray thong with purple hearts on them before handing them to me and walking a fierce stride toward a group of guys. She begins dancing with all of them and of course they are oogling all over her and touching her and probably taking advantage of her in their minds. This isn’t good. Wait till I’m done with them. Hell what have I already done?

I make sure to keep a close eye on her throughout the whole song. She grinded, shook, shimmied, and did things with those strangers that I wish she’d do to me. I was a little offended but at the same time turned on because I’ve never seen her do anything like this in public. The guys were overjoyed as they took turns dancing with her and touching her in places only I should touch. Get a grip Michael, she doesn’t belong to you so she can dance however she wants with whomever she wants, I tell myself. It takes all of my strength not to get up there and punch every guy near her so she’d only dance with me. Selfish me. Once it was over she came back to the bar. “Wow that was fun! Did you enjoy the show?” she winks at me as she sits in the bar stool in front of me. So that wasn’t a drunk feat, it was a jealousy attempt. “I’ve got to hand it to you. You’re a bad mama. And I admit, I enjoyed the show a lot.” I bite my lip as I watch her order another drink. “Don’t you think you need to slow down a bit on those? They are pretty strong.” She brushes my comment off like its nothing and gulps the alcohol in a non-lady like way. I just shake my head. What can I do? She smirks over the glass before giving me a really sexy look. She licks her lips before leaning towards me. “You look really sexy tonight Michael. I don’t know how I’ll be able to resist you”, Valerie purrs as she rubs my lap and makes her way up to my chest. I know it’s the drink talking and not her but I can’t help getting turned on. “Yeah you’re not drinking anymore of these.” Val laughs before sitting in my lap and toying with me fully. My drunk awareness has worn off but its hard not to do anything with this! She unbuttons some of my shirt buttons and runs my chest with one hand while kissing my neck and rubbing my lap with the other. Her skirt hitched up enough to give me almost full view of her insane thighs. Just when I thought I would lose all willpower, the song changes. She sits up alert. “Michael remember this from prom or the v day dance or something? We’ve got to dance!” She hops out my lap and nearly falls. Huh? “C’mon!” she tugs me out of my seat and gets me on the floor. She goes down and starts dancing on me and trying to get me to dance with her. I’m just as confused as can be!

After a few dances with her, she leads me inside and we go in the living room where TJ and some random people are chilling. I sit in a chair as she sits in my lap. I’m still not sure if the alcohol has fully worn off her yet but this is nice where we’re at right now. “Mike you ready to whoop all these people’s asses in a game of poker?” TJ asks while shuffling some cards. I was mesmerized by the scent of Valerie as she lays sleepily on me. “Hmm…. oh yeah poker. Sure”, I answer without looking at him. TJ, Bentley, Harv, me and three other people start playing while Val stays silent and tired looking in my chair with me. We were really getting into it when she tells me she needs to freshen up and kisses my cheek. That was an hour ago. I had already won 4 games and TJ won 5 so far. “I’m sorry Teej but I need to go see what happened to my girl. Count me out this round,” I excuse myself. Technically she isn’t mine but I’ve got my hopes up. But as soon as I find Valerie my hopes sink along with my heart. I can’t believe it even though I see it right before me.

I don't yet. If I have another dream then yes. Right now mother nature has dropped the P bomb on my pearl harbor so I'll come back to you on that after the war...

I love your story and hope the steamy steam scene comes soon! Do you think you would write again?

Oh okay, I understand.
Thanks. It'll come soon enough. You mean another story after this one? Most likely yes, I have another idea after this one. I have the names,eras, and the title mapped out already. Now all that's left to do is write it. But Imma try a different approach. I'm going to type it out and post the whole story in one sitting,just to see if I like it better than updating every couple days or hours whatever. But I hope once Mother Nature's 'gift' annoying as it is,goes away, you'll decide to grace my eyes with another one of your stories. Also, how's that next update lookin'?

Funny thing. We used to do that but I started posting incompletely because i couldn't always write on word document and save to post the entire story. I'm an impatient person so I started posting a bit and updating. They are both good methods but some work better for others. And my update is lacking a bit but it's a comin.. I have no idea when i'll be ready to post but with my mobile updates it shouldn't be too long but probably no as long of an update as my last one.

Michael POV 
I chase her out the room and all around the second floor of my house. We run in and out of the guest rooms, my office, and some bathrooms  before he runs out the door onto the balcony and I corner her. "Now you're really my hostage", I tell her as I walk closer to her. She has absolutely no way out. Or at least I thought she didn't. 

I take one step closer and in that instant she pulls herself up on the railing and walks like a tightrope past me, just to do an extra flip and Runs away from me. I stand still in a mix of amazement, attraction, and slight anger that she has gotten away. I walk back in the house and find her downstairs in the hallway. "What was l that?!" I asked her. She didn't answer but Kept looking at pictures and stuff that was on my wall. Majority of them were of me with friends but mainly with or of her. I  didn't even realize how many until now that I'm with her. "This is my favorite memory wall. All things that I've gone thru and cherished have momentos or pictures here. And you can tell many of my favorites were spent with you", I tell her while looking at my feet. She flings her arms around my neck and kisses my cheek. "I've never heard of anything more thoughtful than all of this", she says  with the brightest of smiles on her face. I embrace her hug, taking in her natural scent and body warmth before letting go slowly. 

"Funny thing is that this whole week we spent together and we don't have a single picture from it", Valerie points out. "True, should I go get my camera?" She smiles again and I run to go find it. We go outside on the balcony again, her choice. "You have such a nice view out here", Val says right before I snap a picture of her gazing across the landscape. "I'll say." "I wasn't even ready yet!" "You're a natural model. You don't have to be ready", I tell her as I take another picture. She looks down, blushing. "That's not true", she replies. "Of course it is! Have you not seen the pictures in there? Half of them weren't planned at all. Plus you wouldn't be allowed here if you were ugly." She gaffs and punches my arm. "Such a flirt in the worst of ways. But I looked so hideous in high school", she steady argues. 

We move into my office, steady taking pictures and arguing over her beauty. Im flabbergasted that she doesn't see the same as I do. "You've always been beautiful. I'll admit you looked a little nerdier but you still looked gorgeous despite the minor flaws. And you've evolved into an even more beautiful woman", I continue as she sits on the desk. "Not really. I couldn't have looked worse than in high school. Even now I have to wear my glasses and retainer every now and then. I'm sure you've dated plenty of prettier women". "I couldn't even dream of dating anyone as perfect as you. Not only are you beautiful past recognition, you have something no one else has." "What's that?" She says as she lays back on the mahogany wood. "My heart", I whisper before leaning into her for a kiss. 

She pulls the camera out my hand before kissing me again. I hear the snap go off and realize she just took a picture of us kissing. Valerie goes back to look at the picture, which came out absolutely perfect. "You are definitely giving me a copy of this one. It captures the moment perfectly",she says. "I'll say". She looks back up at me as I lean into her again. I sigh and pull away. "What's wrong babe?" "You smell like a man." "Well yeah I did use your soap when I showered." "I can't kiss you smelling like that", I groan. Valerie sits back up with a puzzled look. "I don't see why not". "It's like kissing a man and my nose is gay." She instantly starts cracking up.

Valerie POV 
Never in my life have I heard something so original! I nearly fall of the desk from laughing as Michael leaves me to myself. "Its funny! Dont be like that", I tell him as i compose myself. I race out the room in search of him before running into him in a big kitchen. "C'mon you slow walker", he beckons. "I don't walk slow. I had to find you first. Where are we going?" "To your house." "How come?" "So you can shower and smell more pretty and feminine and un male like whatsoever", he smirks before opening a back door. 

"You are so mean." "Why cause I like my girlfriend smelling like flowers and sweet stuff and not like  wood, dirt, and musk?" I standstill with my mouth agape. "I don't smell like that!" He looks away and climbs his motorbike. "If that's how you feel we'll go but I'm driving",I smile wickedly and his eyes grow wide in fear. "Too bad you don't know where I live and where to go from here huh?" I wish I can object to that but it's true because I was drunk when we came in and I have no clue where we are.

I sit on the back reluctantly and hold on to him loosely so he can see my upset. He turns in his seat to look at me. "Don't look at me like that. You act as if it's a bad thing we are going over there. It's just your house", Michael taps under my chin but I look away in fake disgust. I'm pulling his leg but I don't think he knows. He looks at me pleadingly and places a hand on my thigh. I pretend to ignore it when it really is turning me on a little.

He rubs my thigh more and more while I continued to ignore Him. Sighing, he turns all the way around to face me. "Don't be mad at me baby. You don't smell that bad. Look I'm even used it now", he pleads. I pout harder. He then pulls me to sit in his lap with me straddling him and the bike. Immediately my heart and mind begin racing as he pulls on my hips and kisses me passionately. I throw my hands over his shoulders and scoot a little closer toward. Any closer and I'm sure my legs would be forever split open. 

His lips moved faster than mine and left me a little confuzzled in place as he cherished my top lip, climbed my bottom and slid his tongue left and right over both. In the meantime, his hands became horses on my donk of a butt, roaming freely. All I could do was try to keep up and hold on to him tighter. He began to rock a bit into me but I'm so fascinated in this kiss I notice it really. Plus with the overly spread position I'm in, it's not to comfortable. Finally he slowed his lips and pull away from mine ever so torturing and slowly. We're both out of breath and he continues to caress my hips and thighs. 

"Better now?" he asks as we put our foreheads together. "Possibly". He sighs and pulls away. "Well you're just gonna have to be upset on the way their because I don't know what else to do to please you". Michael revs up for emphasis and I roll my eyes. "Oh you're going to that with me huh? Keep it up and see what happens." "What are you going to do? Kiss me some more?" I tease. "Do you doubt my genius? Or my evilness?" he lifts an eyebrow in a sexy suspicious way. "Hmm I'll go with a mix of both", I continue. He doesn't say anything but revs up the motorcycle again, only this time  we started moving down the driveway. With me in his lap, straddled backwards. I am no longer laughing.

I wub it!

Huzzah!! May I ask thou to explaineth in more details please madam? Lol

Well, in the story I like how Michael sees her beauty like not even she can see it
*sings "What makes you beautiful" by One Direction*..you don't KNOW-OH-OH that's what makes you beautiful...

and for some reason I like that they've spent a whole WEEK together,huh? wink wink
Everything about them is just so sweet now that they're a couple.

Wow Really one direction? Lol everyone makes references to that!
They didn't Do anything too sexual in that first week of they just had sex for the first time tho. I don't know why but I felt that Michael would do something like the motorcycle stunt. Haha he just seems like he would be mean in that kinda way. I might update again tonight cuz I'm in the writing mood

I LOVE that song! lol and they sho do! Everybody singing that song now.
Yeah he does seem like he would do something bogus like that lol
I'm bouta update right now, because I promised one like weeks ago but never got around to it. :/

Yeah you kinda did it lol. But it's ok. I like them alright but I'm just tryna figure who's Nsync and who's the backstreet boys with them and big time rush lol

But yeah shorter version of an update coming up soon so get ready. I will be stalking for your update though

YOU DON;T KNOW WHO N'SYNC OR THE BACKSTREET BOYS ARE?

And no need to stalk because I just posted it.

No I know who they are.. Or we're rather but these boy bands are coming back so I wanna see who would be equivalent to who ya know?


Yay no more stalking!!! For now....

Nobody is equivalent to the Backstreet boys...

Tru dat... But you know what I mean. Either way it goes I think I like big time rush better as well as nsync just cuz my sis had more of their CDs.

Updating in apprx. 20min?

Big time rush is cool and I SWEAR TO BOB Carlos is the cutest hispanic boy on earth! well, prolly not but he's pretty adorable.

and are you gonna read my update or......is it just gonna sit there? If so, that's fine but just don't ask me to update again.

He is one of the cutest. I have a puerto rican and Mexican that are just adorable! I read your update but I didn't comment yet. I shall comment if it is just Killing you! Lol but Carlos is sooo cute and James is just kinda cute. (somehow I always forget that other guy besides Kendall I feel bad)

Yeah, i love hispanic boys and black boys the most out of all of them, even tho i like em all.And it's not killing me. I really could give two shits but you be straight BUGGIN when i DONT update. James is cute and he has REALLY nice body. You mean logan?

Filipinos are my new thing other than my Mexican cuz he is as sweet as candy apples! But cute is cute no matter the race or races. Your stories are just fantastic though! I swear I have OED obsessive exaggeration disorder if it was real. James should be allergic to shirts, just saying. And yes! Logan! I hate forgetting names. I have serious guilt trips over them.

And here is the update!
Valerie POV 

"Mike if you don't stop this bike right now!" "Bike? Oh no this isn't a bike sweetheart. Bikes are for kids.  This is a motorcycle", he says as he turns the handle and starts to go faster. Im past terrified! He isn't helping so i let go of his neck and grab his crotch. "Even that won't save you", he smirks. "Oh yeah? Well if I grab hard enough and do this-", I twist a little and he jumps up," i think it can help me a lot." He looks at me in shock and I just smirk till he stops the vehicle. 

I stare him in his eye while I ease off the back and let my grip up on his area. I don't let go completely until I'm safely seated behind him. "Femme fatale", he mumbles before driving to my house. "You loved it though", I whisper in his ear and he sucks in a breath. I throw my arms over his shoulders and kiss his neck. "Let's just admit it. We are both dangerous and horrible characters, especially when we are together". "I wouldn't say that. At least judging from this morning's, ah, performance", he says  before pulling up to my house. 

I hop off and face him. "So how would you judge our performance this morning?" I ask. He looks me up and down while licking his lips slightly. "Memorable, smooth, not to mention delicious", he says. I lean into him and get as close as I can to his lips. "Rest assured  Jackson, I can be extremely dangerous", I whisper in his face. "Show me", he growls back. I almost kiss his tasty lips, but refrain from it to tease him. "I don't think you can handle me like that, Jackson",I say before turning around and strutting towards the house. "How much you want to wager on that?" he asks as he parks and follows me. 

"Baby I'll have you crawling on your knees. I know you can't handle me." I unlock my door and enter quickly to leave him behind. I hide in the living room just as he comes in. "Val? Where'd you go so quick?" he wonders out loud. I sneak up behind him and have him pinned to the floor in less than a minute flat with not a peep from him. "Still think you can handle me?" I ask in his ear. "Not really." 

Filipinos are Asian, something I don't really particularly find myself attracted to for some reason. *shrugs* but there's this one Chinese boy at the nail salon I go to with my mom...OMG
And yeah, James should keep his shirt off ALL THE TIME.

Cool update, btw

Fillipinos are also pacific islanders like Hawaiians but sexier than other Asians to me. I've seen some really hot or talented Filipinos that I find super attractive. And some just have really sexy voices though.

And thank eww very much
(sheep herder joke)

oh... I don't herd sheep

Neither do I... But I seen somewhere and might understand?

ohhhhhhk?

Desultory action... Leave me be. Go update or be Complicated lol

Possibly the last update I post for this here story. Not quite sure yet but here it goes...


Valerie POV 

I ease off him and help him up. He looks suspicious about taking my hand but he does anyway. Big mistake I push him against the wall. "Next time, don't underestimate me or expect anything", I tell him before kissing his cheek and running upstairs to my room. Michael follows up a little later to find me getting ready for a shower. 

"You are something else babe. I don't know if I can keep up",he lies on my bed as if he owns it. "Well try harder and maybe you can... Eventually", I say before closing the bathroom door. I hop in the shower and hadn't been in there a minute before I hear the door open. "Need any help?", Michael asks. I smirk at the thought of sex in the shower.

Putting the soap down I peep out the curtain and look at him. He was already hard in his pants. I decide to smite him for earlier. "No because if you take a shower with me you'll smell like feminine and I don't kiss girls", I get back in the shower and continue to wash up. He proceeds to follow in after me and says,"well looks like you're going to be bi-curious today then". Backing me into a corner, I can't help but love how demanding he is. His lust filled eyes intrigued me as they gazed my body while he waited to pounce.

"I know what you want. You want me to have sex with you in this shower." Michael presses against me and leans close to my face. I expected him to kiss me but he just stayed there, breathing. I anticipate him as he teases me by barely touching any part of my body. "Such a dirty girl aren't we?" he says in a low voice. "Maybe you can fix that?" I ask while pushing myself towards his body ever so slightly. He growls and pushes me back into the wall where he grinds into me and kisses me passionately. Taking my soapy towel, he wrings it out over my chest and begins to lather up my body. His hands carefully mold the suds into my chest, waist, and hips. 

Michael's lips beckoned the skin on my neck and collarbone. "Oh yes baby!" I cry as he lifts one of my legs around his waist and his other hand continues to make me sudsy. I feel fingers Cleanse my vag. I lean my head back as he slowly manipulates my clitoris and barely enters me. 

His fingers are so passionate as he finger fucks me like it's his job. I try to keep up as I grab his dick. Michael shoos my hand away and continues putting it on me with his fingers. I moan and scream louder as he goes deeper. I look into his wet and determined face as he pursues to please me until- "Oh baby!" I cream right into his palm. 

Silently he sinks down between my legs and tastes my honey. His tongue implores my sea cavern like a diver, going deeper and deeper. My vision has blurred to the point where I'm sure my eyes have lost their color from mere sensation. My voice box has shriveled to oblivion from screaming so much. My knuckles are numb from grabbing his hair and the shower handle so tight. He continues to suck the juices as if they were going to evaporate on the spot until I climax again.

Michael POV 

I clean off her limp body and make sure we are both completely dry before I carry her back into her bedroom. I must've worn her out because she hasn't said a word but just stares at me. "Are you ok?" I ask while stroking her hair and thinking of what I could've possibly done wrong. She just smiles at me. "I've never been cleaned so well before", she whispers before kissing my cheek. I lay her back and begin to dress her. I kiss her legs up to her pelvis as I pull up her panties. 

I continue to kiss all over her and putting her clothes on as she combs her fingers through my hair and sighs gently. Making my way back to her soft lips I whisper faintly, "I love you". Her face brightened and she returns her appreciation by repeating it back and kissing me. The conformation that she is mine and feels the same about me is the absolute greatest feeling I have ever experienced in all my life.