i love it when we have senseless, yet heated arguments*. we know how to push each other's buttons and get the other's blood boiling. the best part though, is immediately after the fight's over. we're over the dispute but we're both so riled up, there's only one way to calm us down:

crazy-good makeup sex.

he'll take me into his arms, we kiss passionately and rip each other's clothes off. then he turns me around, holding my wrists behind my back with one hand and lightly pulling my hair with the other, and bends me over. after a few minutes of pounding me fast and hard, he turns me back around to face him.

there's the slow, intense, almost carnal love-making. the eye contact, body caressing, the intimacy. i get so caught up in the moment, all i can do is cry. as he wipes my tears away and apologizes endlessly, i forget why we were even fighting just moments before.



i love that man.


*today's stupid fight: why i always unplug his stupid xbox right in the middle of a game.
cause i feel like it, duh.
plus, he doesn't pay me enough attention when he has it on.

Labels: my love

--i refused to spellcheck @ 11:45 PM | |