He falls on top of me and puts his head in the crook of my neck inhaling my scent.
“Wow that was amazing. Just one time and it made me weak. Which is very rare.” He says. I know his stamina. At least from the time we have been together I know that he goes for at least 4-5 rounds with me, I don’t know if it had changed the last 3 years. The thought of him inside other women brings a bitter taste to my mouth.
~It’s not the taste sweetheart it’s called the green-eyed monster. ~
~Shut up, I have nothing to be jealous of. I am the one that he loves not them. Why do I have to be jealous of them? I ask to my subconscious. ~
~Well, the fact that he has been with them 3 years is enough don’t you think. ~
~Well let me remind you its not just one but many. So that fact is more than enough to prove he doesn’t love them. I know and I have experienced how loyal and faithful he is. ~
