*Maria*
"Yes, Maria. God, yes." he mummers huskily.
He reaches down a jerks his pants off in one swift motion. He begins fumbling with my belt and I can't help but giggle.
"Let me help you with that." I pulled it off and carelessly dropped it into the floor.
I blush when my downcast eyes notice his black boxers. There is no place else I'd rather be. Then here exploring each others bodies with the warmth that only a true loved one can provide. He is so beautiful to me. I wonder if he'll ever know how deep my feelings run.
Michael
Maria glances down and blushes, which makes me feel nervous. I never feel nervous. Of course, I've never been in a relationship with anyone; I've never felt for someone as much as I do Maria. I love her, and I've never said that to anyone else but her.
I slowly slide her pants down her legs, scanning her body. She's perfect, and I have no idea how I ended up with such a beautiful, good person, and sometimes I think I don't deserve her.