Dear Sweet Love, I Know Something You Don't...

Not All The Time

Me and Peter stayed at Daddy's for the rest of the week. After that, we booked a hotel room near UVA.

Peter practically threw me onto the bed, and I had to stop him before he got too aggressive.

"Peter, just because we can have sex, it doesn't mean we have to do it every night."

He frowned. "Why? Are you tired?"

"Well, yes, but that's not the point."

He got behind me, and sat with his legs spread open. "I just want to show you how much I love you."

I smiled, and sat between his legs. I reached for his hands, and put them on my stomach. He grinned, and kissed my hair.

"This is proof." I said. "This is proof that we love each other so much that we forgot to use control."

Peter laughed through my kiss.