Almost

Sin asked me if I liked him in one of the comments....

there was a moment

late into Saturday night
both of us exhausted -- and sore

he had been idly grazing a nipple with his fingers
which surprisingly - he has yet to figure out that the nipples are the keys to the castle

I tell him I could almost come from that alone

and he begins to pinch
and twist

and then gnaw

and I'm so close

I'm whimpering
and right on the edge
and
I beg him to fuck me

and it brings the animal back out in him
the sounds of the wounded prey
begging for release

my legs are scissored open -- so he takes me at this strange angle
leaving me thinking for a fleeting second of the kama sutra

the thought is shoved aside by his growl

and the fact that I'm cumming the second he enters me

and as he drives into me
hands finding my senstive nipples again and again
I find myself lost
tumbling

and I cry out his name
and he demands

"what"
"tell me"

and I realize I'm about to let it out
pour out how I feel
or how I almost feel
that I'm about to tell him
that I love him
or almost love him

and the wrongness of saying it
here
in passion
for the first time
not even quite suire if that's what it is
is like a wake up slap
and I come back

and I say

"don't stop - don't ever stop"

instead

it's too soon
it's too soon to know for sure
that this is what it feels like

it's too soon to declare it
too soon to know if it's infatuation
or passion

or just hope
clinging on to the first thing that feels solid

too soon for him
too soon for me

but yes

Sin, Yes

I like him

yes