Different

After dinner, Andy took my hand and led me to the small loft area that seemed to be floating in the air. It was covered in white blankets, and comforters. As soon as I saw the loft of clouds, I leaped down onto the mass of fabric and took Andy with me.
I giggled as I heard Andy hit the ground next to me. He responded with a warm laugh. I turned my body on its side to see his face and my hands were soon caressing the sides of his head.
“Thank you, for everything.” I whispered to him.
His blue eyes pierced mine for a minute before he grabbed the sides of my face softly and leaned in for a kiss. He turned us so that I was on my back and he was resting on his elbows above me. I felt tingles going down my spine as he deepened the kiss. My hands moved down from his cheeks to around his neck and then slowly, they found their way down his back.
I broke the kiss and gradually undid his tie. I made every move count. I wanted things to be slower than they were earlier that day. Once his tie was off, I slowly unbuttoned his shirt buttons one by one. I gave a kiss to every inch of his chest as it was revealed. Andy slumped his shoulders and his shirt came sliding off.
He kissed me on the lips for a short while before he began focusing on my neck. He fingers danced along my back before they took a hold of the zipper on the back of my dress.
As he unzipped my dress he said the first words since he took me up the stairs to our paradise in the sky. “I love you, Elizabeth.”
His calm voice nearly made me cry.
After the dress was unfastened, he tenderly coaxed the dress from my body. He stared at my body, my matching black bra and panties, and for the first time in a long while I felt an overwhelming sense of insecurity. I attempted to hide my face, but he wouldn’t let me.
“You are so beautiful.” He told me as he kissed my stomach.
In response I simply unbuckled his thin belt. I looked up at him as I unbuttoned his pants and undid his zipper at a painfully slow pace. He shimmied his way out of his pants and then was there in plain black boxers.
I gazed at his thin figure. His tattoos, and his scars. In that moment the only way I knew how to speak was with my actions. I kissed the tip of his feather tattoo and gingerly moved downward. I created a line of kisses above the waistband of his boxers.
I slid his boxers down his legs. I started to stroke his manhood, and soon he helped me out of my panties. He found his pants where they were strewn across the ground and took a condom out of the pocket. Before he put it on he looked squarely in my eyes. “Are you sure?” He asked with his voice as sweet as honey.
I nodded and waited for him to put it on. We had gone fairly far in the showers, but nothing like this. I gasped when I felt his tip enter me. “Go slow,” I gasped out.
He began to gradually work up a pace, and soon we were rocking together, melding together, becoming one. I had never felt so alive. I could feel myself reaching my climax. I screamed out Andy’s name as I came.
After he came, he rested back on his elbows and smiled. I couldn’t help but smile back. “Andy, I love you, too,” I whispered.
He softly kissed me as he pulled out turned on his back. I cuddled up next to him and quickly drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Notes

It has been over a year. I am so sorry. I am hoping to continue the story!