Making love.

by aubrey   Jun 18, 2012


His fingers run down my spine.
Caressing my curves and his eyes staring into mine.
I close my eyes embracing the sensation.
My body could not resist giving into temptation.

He gently lays me down on the bed.
And hovers over me spreading my legs.
Hands above my head as he pins me down.
Ripping off my red silky night gown.

His soft lips kissing my neck down to my chest.
I arched my back as he moves onto my breast.
He then nibbles on my ears so softly.
As his fingers move inside the sacred part of my body.

Our bodies moving to the rhythm of the music.
Skin to skin the feeling is electric.
My breathing becomes faster and faster.
As I orgasm, collapsing, and losing all my power.

We become one as he thrusts into me.
The love we're making is nothing but beauty.

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