The Naked Truth: A Romantic Erotic Short Story by Madison Martin

 
The Naked Truth
     
    by
    Madison Martin
     
     
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    The Naked Truth
    Copyright © 2011 by Madison Martin
     
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places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the
author's imagination or are used fictitiously. The author
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    “I don’t like goodbyes.”
    Standing before me while I sat on the edge of
his living room chair, Will took my face in his hands and made me a
promise. “It’s not goodbye. I won’t be gone that long.”
    “Two weeks feels like forever.”
    I slid my dress off my body and reached for
him, determined to get him out of his shirt and pants as fast as I
could. I wanted his hard body on top of me, my hands all over him.
I wanted his work clothes off and him deep inside me before he
left. I’d never get my fill of him, but at least for the next few
hours, he was mine, and I could try.
    “You think this’ll be easy for me?” he asked,
his eyes fixed on me while he undid his tie and tossed it on the
coffee table.
    I stood up and pulled him closer. I bit my
lower lip. “It won’t?”
    “It’s going to kill me.”
    He leaned down to kiss me but I lowered my
head, bent on my efforts to get him undressed. My fingers undid the
buttons of his shirt, and his eyes grew hazy while he watched me
strip it off. I ran my hands down his chest, savoring the feel of
the smooth, hard muscles, my fingers roaming into the indentations
between them. As I unbuckled his belt, Will’s hands worked their
way down my belly and over my hips.
    I liked the clean, masculine smell of him,
and after I’d gotten him naked, I liked the feel of his skin under
my hands. I liked that tonight, he was mine, no matter where he
planned to go in the morning.
    “Will you be with anyone else while you’re in
New York?” I asked.
    His hands splayed through my hair and his
green-gray eyes met mine. “No.” He was a serious guy, but I’d never
seen such a serious look on his face before. “Will you wait for
me?”
    I nodded.
    In the months we’d been together, we hadn’t
been apart more than a few days, and I didn’t know how I’d make
it.
    My hands exploring the soft skin of his
shoulders excited me, and I traced my finger over the rough trace
of stubble on his jaw. I loved this masculine part of him. I loved
kissing his throat and licking the pulse at the base of it, so I
did.
    He responded by pushing my hair aside with
one hand and burying his face in the crook of my neck. His mouth
there made me shiver.
    “When we first met, I never thought you’d
fuck me,” he said.
    “No?” I asked.
    “Nah. You had all that other stuff going on.
Thought I was the last thing on your mind.”
    “But you still wanted me to.”
    “Yeah. Didn’t think you liked me, though. Not
like that.”
    “So you…thought about me? Before we were
together?”
    “Every minute.”
    I reached down and touched him. He was hard,
and I loved the feel of his cock in my hand. I stroked up and down,
and when his mouth met mine, I felt him pulse in my palm.
    “Did you ever touch yourself thinking about
me?” I murmured, my mouth grazing over his.
    He stifled a groan as my fingers stroked him.
“Yeah.”
    I loved the rough sound of his