As she picks up the phone her heart beginning to race as she waits for him to pick up the other line. He picks up the phone and her heart melts, “hello”, he says and she gathers her courage and says to him “ hi it’s me, I was just wondering if I could stop by for a bit”. He says “sure”, she replies with “ok I will be there in just under an hour”. As she gets ready to leave she remembers the last time they seen each other, the painful good-bye the way it broke her heart to leave, the way she cried all the way home. It was so hard to believe that after all that time he could just push her aside after all she had given to him. Thinking about it she realized how fresh the wounds still were but this meeting was more than to just see him, it was to prove to herself that she was over him, to prove that she wasn’t going to fall back in his arms like she had done so many times before. Her heart races as she starts climbing the stairs to his apartment and then knocks on his door. She can hear him shuffling around to come to the door and as the door opens it takes her breath away just like it always did. The room was dark except for the gentle glow of candles and the scent of jasmine; she hears music playing softly in the background.  He invites her in and she stands there looking at him for a moment as the door closes behind her, she feels his arms embracing her and he gently says “ I have missed you”, and lets her go. Feeling herself shake she says to him, “you are looking well as always”. He sits on the edge of the couch as she takes her boots and jacket off. As she stood up and walked towards him, he tenderly takes her into his arms just holding her tightly as if to make up for lost time. His hands on her hips slowly moving up and down the side of her body under her shirt. She holds him close his head between her breasts as she stands in front of him she closes her eyes. She knows it was a mistake to come. He looks up at her bringing his mouth the hers letting his hands move under her shirt over her soft skin to her ample breasts his fingers rubbing her nipples. All she can do is sigh. He lifts her shirt off over her head and lets his fingers trace the outline of her bra as he tenderly kisses her neck. She breathes deeply and then says to him, “make love to me”.  Without saying a word he pulls her closer and kisses her more intensely that he had done before. He stands up and takes her by the hand leading her to his bedroom where she has been so many nights before and lightly lays her on the bed. He lights the candles on the dresser and returns to her side. Stroking the side of her face with his hands he tells her how beautiful she is and then kisses her again. There are so many thoughts going through her mind, but the love she still feels for him has come to the surface and is uncontrollable. He pulls her skirt down around her ankles and looks up to see she is wearing stockings he comments saying, “mmmmm stockings”. She laughs and says, “well I do clean up pretty nicely”. He turns her over on her stomach undoing her bra and brushing his hands across her back. With one finger he traces the line of her thong as he removes that as well.  Turning her onto her back she lays there naked in front of him, shyly she tries to cover up he whispers, “there is no need to be shy with me”.  He slowly pushes a finger inside her as she lets out a moan.  He moved in between her legs as his tongue plunged deep inside her as he felt her legs spread wider. Moaning and thrusting her hips to his touch she rested her legs on his shoulders. She had never enjoyed a man between her legs before until she met him. He was a very skilled and powerful lover. He then moved up lifting her legs in the air as he thrusting himself deep inside her. Spreading her legs wider and taking her deeper as she moans louder and louder trying to catch her breath. She pulls him close kissing him as he continues to move inside her. Her hands over her head clenching the bedpost as his hands find hers and their fingers entwine. Passionately kissing as if time stood still she can feel the sweat off his body touch her skin. Moving her body to his rhythm her legs wrapped around him begging for more. As he takes her erect nipples in his mouth she whispers his name. His hands placed tightly on her hips, lifting her to him. He enters her harder and faster. She screams as shivers go up and down her body and she experiences “the little Death”; she goes limp in his arms.  He moved close to her and kisses her gently. She rolls him on his back and climbs on top of him. She looks intensely in his eyes and kisses his forehead, then tender kisses on his eyelids then the tip of her tongue down his neck to his chest, she moves her tongue rapidly over each of his sensitive, throbbing, erect nipples. From there she quickly move downward toward his hard manhood taking him firmly in her hands as she flickers her tongue up and down his shaft. Playing with his balls as she takes him fully in her mouth. She slid her lips over his shaft and caressed it with her tongue, as he started to thrust back and forth in her mouth she become more aroused than ever. He was becoming harder with every stroke. As he feels himself coming close to orgasm he pulls her on top of him, again passionately kissing her. She smiles and quietly asks him, “how do you want me”, he replies by saying, “I want to be inside you”.  Holding it with one hand, she slowly lowered herself onto him, easing the length into her, sighing with pleasure. She closed her eyes in ecstasy, biting her lip and moaning with pleasure as he moved inside her.  She was twitching and clenching around him as waves of lustful pleasure engulfed her. He reached up taking her erect nipples between his fingers as he pinched them sending shock waves of sensations throughout her body. She collapsed in is arms for a moment taking in the scent of his body. He placed his strong hands on her hips as she leaned back once again taking him completely inside her. Thrusting her hips back and fourth, holding herself up with her hands on his chest. Lifting herself up and plunging herself back on to him over and over watching the pleasure grow on his face. Just as she could feel her body begin to tighten again he began to throb and twitch inside her bringing them both to orgasm. She could feel him filling her with his passion. She then again collapsed in his arms.  They laid there for what seemed like forever with him still deep inside her until he gently slid out of her. As she rolled over and placed her head on his chest she knew that what just happened meant two different things. For her it was giving herself to a man she was deeply in love with, for him it was sex with a women that was willing. She knew then that she would never be over this man and that the love she felt was real. She looked up at him and with a trembling voice said, “Some people love everyone a little and others love very few people a lot”. As she lay in his arms she treasured every minute that she had because she knew that in the morning when she awoke this night would only be a memory.  As she began to get dressed he watched her, she knew that it was lust in his eyes and that there was no love in his heart for her. After that though crossed her mind she then began to feel disgusted with herself for falling back into his arms so easily. She turned her back to finish getting dressed as he came up from behind her putting his arms around her waist and kissing her neck, pulling her back to the bed. She quickly says “we can’t do this again I have to leave”. Before she even knew what was happening he was on top of her thrusting himself intensely in her. Gasping for air he held her hands above her head, she was still wet and swollen from making love to him, he slid easily in and out of her bring her almost immediately to orgasm. Letting go of her hands her nails scratch down his back her body urging him on. As he spreads her legs and grabs her hips she begins to scream with desire as he thrusts harder and harder. Just as quickly he turns her over lifting her ass in the air. As he tightly grabs her hips she briefly holds her breath waiting for him to take her. Holding the bedpost with her face buried in a pillow he began to fuck her harder that he ever had before. Feeling his hard cock she couldn’t help but cover him in her juices making his cock wet. He grabs her hair and pulls her face to his as he kisses her roughly as he continues to fuck her. There was nothing gently about his touch as he rammed his hard cock in and out of her. Pulling her hair, slapping her ass, he begins to slow down and she can feel his cock getting harder inside her with a few final thrusts he cums deep within her. As sweat poured off of their bodies they tired to catch their breath. He had never talked to her before about their relationship until it was time to end it she had so many unanswered questions about everything but sadly knew that she would never have the answers to them. She had tired so hard to move on, to forget about him, the way she feels and the pain inside. But even in her dreams he haunted her, passionate dreams about how he would make love to her in a room filled with the soft glow of scented candles on a bed covered with red rose petals. She swore that the time before was the last time and yet there she was in his bed once again. What was it about him that made her lose her senses, her common sense, her will to walk away? He had done nothing in the past but hurt her, make her feel like she was second best and yet she continues to give herself to him freely because she cannot give herself to anyone else. That night as she was leaving he walked her to the door as he always did, held her in his arms and kissed her goodnight. That night was the longest ride home she had ever had, having to stop many times along the way to wipe the tears from her eyes. She had gone there wanting to prove how strong she was and only proved how weak she ended up being.