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Counting There is no need for words Only utterances of wanting I await his arrival patiently Chilled slightly by the breeze Blowing though gently Caressing naked skin I close my eyes as he enters the room Slowly…carefully…quietly Trembling with want I count to ten Waiting for his touch Wanting his touch Needing his touch One… I hear him draw near Two… He kicks his shoes away Three… Pants are unzipped with haste Four… He crawls up the bed to lean over me Five… I feel soft lips brush against my own tenderly Six… His fingers become ensnared in my curled tendrils Seven… Kisses planted sweetly on my cheek and down my neck Eight… He settles on hardened nipples, ripe and eager to be teased Nine… I moan inaudibly as his mouth once again smothers my own Ten… He lays himself down resting his weight upon my straining limbs I open my eyes to him taking him in completely For a brief moment in time our eyes speak for us No longer able to contain my passion takes control I dive my fingers into wet, hot flesh- Folds of yielding skin that ache to be entered With a quickness so unexpected I climax As he too enters my core, moving along with me My legs pull him in to me as my need grows I take him in hand, guiding him in….mmmmm He slides in with ease as I open myself to him fully Thrusting… bucking… plunging I pull him in deeper, deeper, deeper Oh God I need him to fuck me hard And…I…. oh how I love him in me I push up hip to hip, bone to bone Until he hits that spot- there it is- yes right there Harder Harder Harder And finally when I can take it no longer I push up with one last thrust as we come as one I stifle a scream And then it is done My heart continues to beat out of time As we lay there I close my eyes And begin to count again… |
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