Whatever Your Heart Desires Part 2

When I felt she could handle it, I began to fuck her faster, harder. At the same time, I was lightly stroking her engorged 'clit'. Her hips were bucking, thrusting towards me to impale herself even deeper on my fuck pole. We came together, screaming our lust for each other. Her clitty, pointed at her face, was erupting thick, creamy globs onto her lips and into her mouth. I made certain she swallowed it, wiping up the near-misses with my index finger, then fucking her mouth with it, having her suck my finger clean.

We had reduced each other to limp, spent rag dolls. To my way of thinking, any lingering doubts about the erotic appeal of our revised 'relationship' had been blown completely away. I worded my question to her along those lines.

"What will it be, Sweetheart?", I gasped. "Do we proceed from here, stay where we are, or return to the way we were?"

"Can you be happy with us the way we were," she replied weakly, struggling to catch her breath, "after what we just shared?"

I smiled what I hoped was a serene smile.

"My Love, I am happy with you, period," I purred. "As to whether or not I can be content with our former love life after what we just experienced...."

I tried to keep my face neutral while I searched for the right combination of words to finish that sentence. Danny was nobody's fool in any incarnation. He – she - was very adept at reading between the lines.

"That is what I thought," my sweet Danielle surmised. "There really is nothing left to decide, is there? We have already made our choice."

She turned her head a little, her eyes beginning to brim with tears.

"I just... hope... we made the right one," she finished.

I kissed her then, with compassion.

"I know," I responded. "It's a big step into the Unknown for both of us, but especially for you. It's got to be really scary, too. Tell me this; do you still love me?"