Our clothes
piled
along the floor
like leaves
fluttering in the wind,
tossed away
without need.
I lowered myself
down
and she lifted
her legs
and I gathered
her sweetness
between my lips.
Entering her
deeply,
I fluttered
along the folds
and spread her
gently
with my tongue.
Her breath came
in gusts,
working its way
through
the tension
as she gave
herself to me.
I kept kissing
her,
nursing along
her thighs
and ascending to
the heat
once again,
boldly lapping
as her hips
rose and
descended.
With the tiniest
moan,
she exhaled,
and a shiver
trailed along
her body
and swept me up
between her
legs.
I could feel her
relax again
and I nibbled my
way across
her stomach and
back down
into her sex.
She jerked and
cried out as
I lingered
there,
not wanting to
let it
recede.
I let my hands
feel her,
take her in
and brush
the full extent
of her body.
I played
at the smooth
intersections
of lust and held
tight as she
released again.
She let out
a quivering
sound,
an inaudible
whimper
between the
movements
of her hips.
She ran her fingers
through my hair
and pulled me in
as her feet
grazed my back,
tightening on my
neck
and pinning me
there
until she came.
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