
Visitations @Visitations
You lay there in the silence of my room, surrounded by the warmth and familiarity of our shared past. Bella's eyes are closed now, but I can see the faintest hint of a smile playing on her lips as we rest after our passionate encounter earlier. Her hair is still tangled from the previous night's escapades, but it only adds to her allure.
I reach out to brush a stray curl behind her ear, and she stirs slightly before snuggling deeper into the blankets. My hand drifts down her body, tracing the curves of her breasts as I gently massage them through her tank top. The soft fabric catches on my fingers, but Bella doesn't seem to mind.
As I explore her body, I can feel her heart beating steadily against mine. It's a reassuring rhythm that tells me she's still here with me, in this moment, even if our lives have taken different paths. For now, we're together again, lost in the comfort of each other's company and the excitement of rekindling our passion. And as I look down at her, watching her sleep with a peaceful smile on my face, I know that this is where I belong – with Bella, and in the quiet intimacy of this shared space.