Us Reds are very hard to handle. We are very passionate, we are uncontrollable at times, and it takes a VERY strong person to manage us. We love with all our hearts, and WE LOVE HARD! That scares some people, and others just think we are crazy!

I realize I am a lot to handle, I thought I found a man who could handle me, but I was wrong... I did learn that I have to work on myself, and find someone who truly is strong at heart. Not just strong willed, not just strong minded... but ALL of those AND strong at heart! A man who understands love and wants to know the true me.

I know there's a man out there that would LOVE the woman that I am, and not try to change me. Improve me? Yes... Change the core of my being? No! That's the man I will marry. And I will be the most amazing love he has ever known. I will love and honor him every day. I will be proud of him and support him in every decision. I will have his back, and trust him to lead me. I will belong to him.

It wont be easy, but it will be so worth it!!

To my future husband... Be ready for the ride of your life!! 

Part I

The door opened and he swept in. he grabbed her face and kissed her roughly, forcing his kiss on her. His hands explored her body possessively, brooking no objection, claiming every inch of her as his own. She felt the heat of his passion on her lips and could feel the burning contrails where his hands encountered her body. She staggered backwards until she felt her legs encounter the bed. Against her will she fell back, lost in the fervor of his kiss, ardently returning his embrace. She lay on her back, frantically processing all that was occurring as he continued his exploration. She felt her shirt rip as he opened it up to further caress her body. His lips followed his hands on a downward path.

Part II

Teasing her, he continues to place delicate kisses against her abdomen, his rough chin grazing against her soft, hot skin. She feels her body arch, wanting more of his touch… his kiss. She feels his hot breath against her skin as he trails lower. Just as he is between her thighs he looks up to see the pleasure on her face, the need in her eyes. Her throat betrays her as a small groan escapes her lips. She didn’t want him to stop or even pause.

Part III

She lay there, body tingling, awaiting his next move. Every nerve in her body was still on fire as a result of the initial onslaught. He stood above her, feasting on her nakedness. Slowly, he removed his shirt, grinning as she sighed impatiently. Even more deliberately he completed the act of undressing, smiling at her as his nudity betrayed the full extent of his arousal. He walked over to the head of the bed, positioning himself so there was no doubt as to his implied demand. As her lips closed around him, he savored the moist, velvety fire of her mouth. His eyes closed, as he gave way to the pleasure she granted him.

Part IV

Returning the teasing and taunting, she savors him heartily. Seeking revenge of sorts, she moves her tongue to spark intense pleasure in him. Using every muscle of her mouth, tongue, and lips… her throat tightens and he feels his body become hers. She looks up into his eyes as he thrusts his hands into her wavy red hair. Returning his gaze with her hazel eyes, she dares him to attempt to maintain control. She moans ever so softly, letting him feel the sounds coming from the back of her throat. His body begins to melt into her. She knows she wants to please him with every cell in her body. She loves him, she wants him to know… to feel her.

Part V

He cannot give in. using every fiber of his being he pulls away, panting. He sees the grin on her face as she lets him know he’s no longer in control. Taking a deep breath he positions himself above her. Mustering every ounce of self control he fights the animalist urge to thrust, instead gently, tantalizingly positioning himself where she wants him to be. He claims as his reward her small moan of pleasure, but instead of moving forward, he skirts the edges, allowing them to both revel in the slippery friction and yearn for what they both know will come. Slowly but inexorably he moves forward, seeing her eyes flare with fervor. He pauses, retreating as she moves upward, maintaining their position without advancing, maintain control. A growl of frustration escapes her, and he grins, exulting in his mastery over the moment. Instead of moving his body forward, he leans into her and begins to slowly kiss her face. He whispers to her that he intends to kiss every freckle on her body.

Part VI

She revels in his playfulness and begins to instigate him further… pointing out freckle after dainty freckle. Paying special attention to specify those in the areas where she wants the most attention. He realizes she again has the power. His stance shifts just as he is kissing a beautiful freckle on her lower lip. She gazes into his eyes and sees the hunger he holds for her. In one movement he wraps his arm around her lower waist and raises her off the bed. Her knees fall apart as she tries to steady herself. He raises and lowers her before she can catch herself. In seconds he is piercing through her and has taken her body with his. Her back arches and she succumbs to the passion. He fills her completely… her mind reeling… a deep growl escapes from his lips. This is what she wants….

Part VII

The time for restrain is gone. Control abandoned. No longer content with a solo, their movements become a symphony. Thrust meets thrust; lips join in violently passionate kisses. His hand once again sought her hair, this time grabbing it firmly and pulling. In response, she rakes her nails down his back, eliciting a guttural sound that came from the origins of mankind. The pace intensified, and his growls served as a counterpoint to her screams as they both raced to the ending they had long awaited. Finally, the moment arrives as he drives home all the pent up energy he had been saving for her. The explosion deep within her created a cataclysmic detonation within her body, mind, and soul that had her skating on the thin edge of consciousness.

He surprised her with a phone call saying he is on his way. She leapt with anticipation of his arrival. She always got so giddy when she was going to be seeing him and tonight was no different. After almost a year and a half, he still has this affect on her.  As they spoke she starts to draw hot bath, and his voice sings in her ear she is silently checking off the “must do” list. Shave legs, brush teeth, light candles…. He must have heard the noise in the background because he interrupted her thoughts when he suggests she wait with the bath, so that they can enjoy one together. Almost gushing with excitement she turns off the water! He is always full of surprises. Her smile melted all the way down her stomach, to the already moist spot between her thighs. She lay back on her bed and simply enjoyed his sexy voice, speaking to her soul. The wetness growing, becoming a hunger!

The door… it’s him! He’s here!! Her stomach feels as though she’s on a roller coaster ride as she opens the door. There he stands, this beautiful, sexy man who can erase her mind with just his touch. Grabbing her and pulling her to him, he plants a kiss on her lips. She loves the rough way he handles her. Gentle, but direct! Quickly she nods, letting him know that she is eager to feel him. Leading him to the bathroom, she can’t hide the smile that owns her face.

The warm glow of candles fills the bathroom. They stand there together, naked and exposed to one another. Looking into one another’s eyes…Vulnerable, yet not afraid. He sinks down into the hot water, directing her to sit in front of him; his legs apart just enough for her to slide in between.  The warmth of the water matching the heat that burns in her groin. As she relaxes back into his chest, his arms envelope her and she feels the warmth of his love. As they sit sharing kisses, smiles, and soft conversation she commits every second to memory. This is the man she adores. She realizes she would do anything for him… anything he asks and her body follows. Sure that he was made for her, she feels all inhibitions, all excuses, and all worry just melt away. This is the man to whom she has given her world.

After sharing a nice hot bath, they retire to the bedroom. Amber shadows dance on the wall from the candles she had lit earlier in anticipation of his arrival. The temperature in the room almost instantly rises. He doesn’t even have to touch her… his gaze melts her most sensual places. As they slide between the sheets, he’s just close enough to intoxicate her with his scent. The heat radiating from his body makes her every cell stand at attention. Trying to be patient for him, she waits… knowing that any moment now he will claim her body in full. He leans into her and without hesitation takes ownership of her mouth. His kiss, soft at first, demands her attention while his hands roam her body. Her senses are in overload, he’s everywhere. Passion builds as his kiss deepens… harder, more ravenous.  She can’t center in on one thing that he is doing to her, she is drunk on him. A soft moan escapes her throat as he positions himself over her to enter. She can feel the weight of his body pressing down into her and all she can thinks is….. Now! Please!!  But this man knows her, and he knows her well. He is teaching her patience as he continues to kiss and tease, without giving her what her body aches to have. She begs him with her eyes, the heat of her soul scorching her pupils. With a knowing look, he takes her!! Finally, she feels him deep inside. Their bodies moving in rhythm for only a short time before she succumbs to his will. She explodes for him almost immediately! He knows she is his… he has listened to their lovemaking enough times to know just what this woman wants, just what she needs. He gives his lady what she desires… over and over her body betrays her. With each orgasm muscles work harder, her body blending into his, her mind melding to his wishes. Satisfaction doesn't cover it. He works her like a she is his most favorite hobby. He knows her wants, desires, her body… he knows the moans, the screams, the growls that escape her throat as she climaxes for him again and again! Only when he is sure she is pleased will he give her his release. Her body is wearing, yet once again she shudders as her juices pour out onto him. When will he let her rest? Will he give in and fill her with him? He has decided…. Not just yet! ;)

They say God doesn't make mistakes... but then why am I here? I mean... Why did I fall so much in love when I can't have him and the only outcome was this horrible, gut wrenching pain for me?

I prayed
I prayed and prayed for God to send me a man that He chooses for me
I prayed over and over for clarification that Cortez was the one sent and I kept seeing signs that God was telling me to love him and not give up. Every time I decided to give up, I'd see signs telling me not to stop. I'd pray and ask and decide, deep in my heart that God doesn't want me to give up on us and our love. This is an AMAZING love.

Today is hard. I love him so completely. Everything about him, his name, his face, his smile, his goofy attitude. Everything. I am so completely in love and lust with this man. He is perfect for me.

I love him on so many levels:
intellectually
personality
sexually
intimately
lustfully