Saying What?

i was inspired by Cherimae when she wrote one of her fictional ones, so here is mine, hope you like it all

saying that while crying, Maria looked up at Paolo's face. Without thinking, quietly, Maria moved her lips closer to his..... and then, realizing what she was doing, she quickly tried to draw back.
Without thinking, Paolo applied strength into his hands placed on Maria's face. He didn't want to let her go.
Maria noticed the strength Paolo put into his hands, and stopped her hesitation. She swung her hands around his neck, and quickly laid her lips on his.
Feeling it for the first time, Maria's lips were warm. Everything about Maria was soft. Almost like the white breads she always baked for him at the kitchen, warm and soft.

Maria moved her face back a little, and gazed at Paolo's face with moist eyes. And, once again, she pressed her lips on his strongly. From there, Maria laid her weight on top of Paolo, and pushed him down onto the floor.
With the fireplace burning brightly in the background, Maria’s black hairs moved. They rustled and tickled Paolo's face.
The gentle girl who always stayed by his side.
As if she made her mind up about something, Maria closed her eyes, unhooked her dress, and began taking off her top.
W, wait, as Paolo tried to say, his lips were blocked by her kiss.
The kiss was sweet yet intense, after becoming all mixed up and tangled in each other, Maria blushed and placed her hand on Paolo's chest.
In that position, Maria leaned her body against Paolo's, and laid her lips on top of his, over and over again, as if to stroke his lips.
Then, she lifted her lips slighty, and whispered,

Maria: "I love you"


With the bright flame behind her, Maria looked incredibly lovely, and erotic. It was the kind of look that Paolo didn't feel from the time when they bathed together.
Perhaps it was those words, I love you, and the mood brought on by the kisses