In the heat of the night…
Ecstasy, the heart throbbing, nail digging, push so hard and you still can’t get enough feeling. It was intense, eyes shut so tight I could see the rhythm of our bodies intertwined in the melody the springs made. Our lips touching, mouths open just enough to inhale the intoxicating silent moans of our sexual desires. Eager to finish, holding back just long enough to feel the throbbing ache of pleasure one thrust at a time. “Fuck me” the words intensify my pace and further into bliss I go. Deeper was the word on my tongue, yet couldn’t bear to announce it, his actions were as if i just blurted my desires into a loud speaker. Instinct, as if our sweat dripped bodies were created to fulfill every inch of sexual want. The sound of exhilaration sends chills down my sweet spot. He holds me tight, kisses me like he never plans to let go, we stay paused in time, long enough to take in the very ensence of what it’s like to make love.
