A Not-So-Small Piece of Heaven Chapter 3

"I had to come see you. I need to talk to you," I replied nervously, praying she wouldn't turn me away.

She took a long time to reply. She looked at me, nervous expression on her face. "Come in then, I guess," she finally replied.

My heart leapt into my throat. I took a few tentative steps towards the door. She moved aside to let me pass. I walked into her apartment for what I hoped wouldn't be the last time. She stepped in behind me and shut the door. "Have a seat," She said, gesturing towards the couch.

I sat down on the couch. Memories of what happened on this couch made my cock stir again. "Why are you here?" she asked, sitting beside me.

She sat far enough away to seem distant but close enough to seem casual. "I had to come talk to you," I said nervously. "I had a realization this morning. I realized I truly am ok with the way you are. I know that's probably hard to believe, but it's true. I wouldn't like you any other way. And I came because I want you back. I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to show you off to the world. You're beautiful, and I was so wrong to push you away."

As I talked, her look went from one of nervousness, to one of skeptical happiness. "I want to believe you, Carter, I really do. But you really did hurt me. I liked you so much, and you ran out. How can you prove to me that this is true? That you're not going to do that to me again?"

I looked into her eyes. In one swift motion I scooted across the couch towards her, enveloped her in my arms, and kissed her. I kissed her like I'd never kissed any woman before in my life. I felt resistance at first, but she then started kissing back. I felt her arms wrap around my neck, and one of her hands run through my hair. I slid my tongue into her mouth to feel it welcomed by her own tongue. I pulled her more tightly to me. She pulled away, and looked at me. It was a very serious look, and I realized I might have gone too far.