His lips touch hers, his hands so strong, and the fire so hot. How could she not touch? She crawls to him, like a moth to the flame, the sensation of their bodies intertwined together, so magnetic, and the forces surrounding them as if they were meant to be here and now. She presses up on him, making him feel her from her soul. His lips glide along her neck; he hears her panting in his ear. Their bodies fuse together, the passion so intense.
Her legs wrapped around his soft chocolate skin; she slowly rolls her hips rocking against his pleasure rod. Beads of ecstasy flow from her skin like a flower releasing its pollen. He lays her back; taking him in she enjoys every inch. Gently he led her to that place only the two of them could unlock. The extreme pleasure caused her love to overflow, letting her body ride out the wave of sensation he took her higher and higher. Arching her back, he pulls her closer, she squeezes her loins forcing her sweet nectar to flow; taking her further and further too pure bliss.
His hands so mighty his hands so strong, he cupped her breasts and began to squeeze. His tongue magically stoked the flames of her being as he nibbled on her nipples, running his fingertips along the natural curves of her body as if she was his easel and he were the artist. With one powerful force her body explodes. He gently strokes her, looking deep into her eyes letting her know that he is hers. With every gentle thrust she squeezes tighter and tighter; she glides her hands across his skin giving him the feeling of power and ecstasy.
The two with their bodies in motion, like a wave of the ocean, she brings his love to an unstoppable climax. With their souls fused together, bodies glistening dripping wet, the distinct smell of pheromones in the air, she pushes him over. With his arms wrapped tightly around her sensual body he releases his love inside of her, filling her with the labor of his fruits. They fall back wheeling with the immense intoxication of love.
Touching and kissing one another, they lay long enough to quiet their minds. He turned to her kissed her lips and said “that was the most beautiful experience I have ever had” and he took her hand and helped her up from the bed, he led her to a candle lit bubble bath, in the hot tub. As she entered the room she saw the Rose petals lay floating atop the water, petals on the floor, and all around the bath. He took her hand and helped her into the hot bubbly water. The scent of rose and lavender filled the room.
He was so careful with her, washing her, treating this woman just like a queen. Allowing himself to flow with her movements, he became her shadow. He cleansed her soft delicate skin, every inch of her body, touching her as if she were a china doll. Caressing her just right, he soon found himself immensely aroused; just the thought of her skin touching his, sent him into overdrive. He pulled her to him, taking in her scent, mesmerized by her eyes, the smell of her hair and body; she wrapped her long legs around his waist, and he gently sat her down on top of him, letting his love squeeze tightly between her petals. Seeing his eyes roll back into his head, she knew that his fantasy had been fulfilled. Her essence reached into his soul and took hold, she had given him the greatest pleasure he had ever known. “This is the man I want” she thought to herself, “And this man I will have!”
Christina Blakemore
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