It is here … I hear Jill Scott echo over and over SHOW ME
SHOW ME SHOW ME – I take in the scenery …
our silhouettes traced in the dark .. we are bare naked – he charges towards me
.. I go from all fours and sit drawing myself closer to him
My sharp eye had already spotted the tent that had erected
from in between his thighs. Ours meet and the kiss is more inviting than
seductive. MY hands rush to feel on him … he lets off a smirk somehow restricting
me access. He commands my back meets the bed .. I oblige. He kneels before me
and my heart paces faster in anticipation. This is how he peels my layers. His warm
breath brushes my inner thighs and a sudden calamity takes over me – because its
HIM. My thighs collapse onto his hands that were laid on either side of me. My hips
draw closer to this oh so familiar tease .. his lips gently kissing and tracing
my thighs slowly building expectation …
There goes his tongue detangling me .. Soft moans escape my
lips I WANT TO FEEL YOU – he manages to mumble without stopping I WANT TO KNOW
ITS YOU AND THAT YOU ARE HERE … seems that resonated with his own thoughts as
he comes at me. I move back on the bed ready to confirm.. I spread my thighs a
bit wider as he gets ahold of his manhood and aimlessly aiming for my
centrefold..
He wastes no time finding his own way inside me .. ITS HIM. Its
like peeling off a layer between the overplayed fantasies and reality. He is
before me .. in me .. on me ..The soft moans laced with conversation as if we
were trying to throw off any possible eavesdropping ears.
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