We lay there together in bed completely nude. I have you in a sweet embrace. I look at your body. That sweet chocolate coated skin, your every curve. You turn smiling at me looking at me, I hold you tighter in my arms. Kissing your glowing cheek. The moments we spend in each other arms are so rear. But that’s a thing I wish would change soon.
I slowly start to run my hand all over your body. I kiss your cheek, leaving my lips lingering on it. You put your hand on my face. Your touch, your simplest touch, the effects that it has on me, you may never understand. I lean in kissing you softly. Oh the sweetness of your lips, how they over power my every move. The tip of your tongue touching mine, its probing wetness, rotating around mine, this is sending chills up and down my spine.
The heart between my legs is pounding, the heart in my chest racing. My body is melting into you. We are one; we melted into each other’s arms and are moulded back as one. I feel fired up with this heated kiss that we share. You slowly start to pull away, bringing me back down to earth. You wrapped a towel around you coming off the bed and heading into the hall. I watched you and decided you weren’t getting away.
I quickly come off the bed rushing behind you. As you enter the hall I softly push you from behind into the wall. Kissing your neck and your back, running my hand up to your breast, massaging it slowly. I love having you in my arms, I love the touch of your skin on my lips. Without a word you turn around, facing me, your eyes staring into mine. You kissed me softly; our kiss becomes more and more heated with love and passion. The towel slowly drifts from your body, allowing me once again to feel your naked skin against mine.
Massaging your breast while kissing you deeply. At this time there is nothing left but you and me in this world. I run my hand down your side, down to your leg. I lift your leg wrapping it safely around me. I slide two fingers in you with ease, as my fingers get coated with your wetness. You let out a gasp and I begin to stroke you. I break our deep kiss, kissing down to your neck, leaving you lips free so I can hear your moans. Listening to your body language I glide my finger deeper into you. You let out a moan that tells me
‘Take me I’m yours.’
With this I start to stroke you harder, nibbling on your neck, kissing you softly. Your moans filled my ears, along with the words you spoke, asking me to take you, and it fired me up. I stroked you harder and faster, your moans got louder and I leaned in and kissed you as you reached your peak. Your leg fell from around me and I slide my fingers out of you. I kissed you deeply then asked you if you were ok, you nodded in reply.
Taking up the towel you walked into the next room, I came behind you turning you around and kissing you. Wanting more of you, like I good book I couldn’t put you down and I didn’t want to. I lifted you and placed you on a table like surface. Your legs open and I set my body between it and entered my fingers back into you, you moaned and encouraged me to go on, I start to stroke you, your wetness covering my fingers. As you moan and say my name my stroke become more intense and with them so do your moans. As I thrust my fingers in and out of you your muscles tighten, your body explodes over and over again. I take my finger from you and hold you close to me never wanting to let you go. Right now we are one, we are the same, this is us as one.