July 22nd, 2008
His body pressed against me so tightly. His arms encircled me from behind, held me tight to him. His breath licked over my ear and shoulder, spreading heat and sensation over my skin. His stubble sharply caressed my back and made my nerves prickle so pleasantly in return. He cradled my belly in his embrace. He reached up and clutched both my breasts as he thrust into me. He gripped my hip tightly for more leverage. Every touch was overwhelming; every contact impressed on my mind. I never wanted it to stop.
My nerves were on fire. The sensations were so intense they blinded me, robbed me of my control. I was animalistic and desperate in the sex, moaning and crying without reserve.
I fell forward, and he lay down along me. He wrapped his arms below me, pinning me down, making me his. It was so intense; my body throbbed. My head felt so overwhelmed that it threatened to explode. I was screaming instantaneously.
The sex was so hot and dirty, so perfect.
"I love you," he said into my ear.
"I love you."
"I love sex with you," he breathed on my neck.
"I love sex with you, baby."
One phrase had replaced the other, had finally surpassed it.
"I want to be in you forever," he moaned.
I could barely take it anymore. It was all too much. I was completely at his mercy, so his, utterly submitted beneath him. He pulled out and drenched my back.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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