Essence


Firm and taut. You would call her a beauty; I call her my lover. She lay there, covering little – very little – of herself with the blanket we shared to soak her sweat from mine and mine from her body. The Burgundy of the silk spread turned dark to indicate the passionate duo within. Soon the spots merged, like we had done a while ago.
I watched her body rise and fall to the relaxed rhythm of her breath. Her stomach rose so gently, tugging her lovely nether regions towards the soft mounds, victim to my parched mouth. And in that motion, she drew me to unite with her and we breathed together in separate beings. I watched her hand, raised to cover her brow, a full breast held in place by her youth. But nothing pleased me more than what I saw now. The gradual welling of her peace accentuated by the glint in her eye, as it orgasmed into a tear and lazily burnt its way down her cheek…

Like last night.

11 thoughts on “Essence

  1. E,An excellent post. It reminded me of a scene from the movie ‘Sin City’. As usual you are very generous with the words. ๐Ÿ™‚—Sookie

  2. Dear GI, Thanks for the info. Did a google and ended up having to shut down the window! ๐Ÿ˜ฎDear S, Neither. It is the essence of togetherness… ๐Ÿ™‚

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