A sated cry of lust, rapture and reverie shudders from your entire body, your teeth in my shoulder, your knees clamping together as you ride the ensuing waves of another engulfing climax on top of me.
I never get tired of experiencing this. You are like a Valkyrie when you are this way; incendiary and radiant. I love feeling every inch of you grip my cock as you drain into the quiet.
We bask in each other now. A silent contentment settles over us like a fresh sheet and I cradle your head, your face turned to me kissing gently and often.
“You are a goddess,” I declare, “that was spectacular.”
“Mmmmm…that was quite something.” You murmur into my chest.
I love running my hands through your hair, I love it when you have let it go curly and when you haven’t shaved. Everything about you, every fold, curve and edge scream sheer eroticism right in my ear. I love it. I love your body hungrily.
“Such a good girl. You know that you’re my good girl don’t you?”
I look down at you and notice something. You have never done this before. Your breathing is deep and slow. Your touch soft and relaxed. Your full weight slumped into me.
You’re asleep?
I dare not ruin this. I just gently stroke and touch you. Marvelling. My breathing is starting to slow. My body starting to relax.
In the dark you come to. Hands are on your breasts, down your belly and back up to your throat. You reach behind your back and take me in your hands. I’m so hard. So very fucking hard.
You take me.
I throb and pulse inside you.
In lazy somnambulant arcs we move together. Fucking each other awake. You twist your neck round to face me and our mouths reach for each other. The way your tongue moves in my mouth… the way your hand brings me into you, the feeling of your heaving breath under my hands as I grasp your breasts, how flooded and how tight you are, how you smell and taste, how you fuck me back as I fuck you….
A first for me too: we ride the wave together and as air leaves our bodies so I fill you. Coming inside you in glorious waves.
Such a good girl.
