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Click here"Oh Janie, you feel so good," he groaned and I opened my legs wide to bring him in even closer, wrapping them around his waist as he leant down and kissed me, his tongue entwining with mine as we tasted each other.
Soon his movements began to quicken and I felt him harden even more as we approached our climax. This need had been building for so long and he moaned as he thrust in hard and fast, his eyes never leaving my face.
"Oh Janie, I can feel it coming," he groaned and I reached down to rub my clitoris as he drove into me harder. My heart rate was racing and I closed my eyes and moaned as the wonderful feeling started to build within me. With one gasp of pleasure he climaxed and filled me up as I cried out as well, my eyes full of tears at the emotion I was feeling. We kissed deeply again and I buried my head into his shoulder as we finally relaxed and our breathing returned to normal.
"I love you," he said as we hugged. "Janie, all I want is you. Do you believe me now? When I went to the villa and you had gone it hit me how much I needed and loved you. How much you mean to me. I know you need time, but I want you to think about coming to live with me in Mallorca." He looked at me expectantly and with so much hope in his eyes that I shuddered with delight.
I coud feel the emotion between us but hesitated. I had so many commitments and a new life planned. "What about my daughter? She's just starting out on a life of her own but I need to know she'll be happy."
"I need you, Janie. Your daughter is welcome to come as well, you know that, and we can sort something out, but I'm not going to let you go again."
I sighed and relaxed into him as I thought of our life together. Any problems could be worked out but I was sure of my feelings for him. "I love you too, Mark. I want to make you happy."
"You do," he said and held me tight.
I closed my eyes and drifted away, my thoughts filled with images of the mountains and a special painting. It had brought us together twice. There would be no need for a third time.
The End
- COMMENTS
Great series - very well written. Especially as another indicated this was a first effort - then really spectacular. Janie deserves happiness! Can’t wait to read your next stories
You are a writer of undoubted talent and I look forward to many more excellent stories from you. A point of interest, you should carefully reread Ch.1 with reference to the painting of Tramuntana Mountains. You clearly state that it is the work of a local artist, a friend of his. Only after she has asked for the price does he move her to the far side of the room where a painting of Valldemossa is hung. Sorry to be pedantic but lack of attention to detail can often annoy the most loyal of fans! I must say how refreshing it is to come across stories written in such an outstanding and correct English, so sadly lacking on LITERORICA even from UK contributors. Keep up the good work! Pete.
To answer Alien47 first - thank you for your feedback and I am writing a new story now - and enjoying it.
As for anonymous and the painting confusion...
When Janie first goes into the art gallery she is looking at a picture of the Tramuntana Mountains when she meets Mark.
She then goes over to the painting of Valldemossa painted by Anna and this is how I introduce her character.
At the end, Mark sends her the painting of the mountains as a way of getting her to see how much he loves her...
And I thought it was a neat ending as I am bad at endings...
Hope this explains a bit more
janiexx