The warmth of his flat palm smoothing over my thighs and belly. The tips of his fingers grazing against my smooth labia. His thumb pressing gently against my perineum threateningly close to my ass. A well placed tender kiss on the underside of my breast. Or, maybe it was his gaze on my spread pussy. I am not sure which act or touch let my mind stop, but gradually all of the day’s worries began to slip away.
Patiently, he took his time touching me here and there. Tenderly, he watched me relax, watch my hips slowly begin to roll against his touch. I lost count of how many fingers he pushed into me. I floated under the tingling, stretching pressure of his fingers pulling me open. My finger swirled against my clit. It took longer than usual, but slowly my orgasm approached. My gut tightened. My thighs threatened to close. His whispers of encouragement forced my orgasm to the surface, “Yes, that’s it. Good girl. Squeeze my fingers with your beautiful cunt.”
My orgasm completely wiped away all of my stresses. It was an overwhelming relief. When his cock slid into me finally, I felt like the embodiment of sex and love. His black and white silhouette lingered above me in the blue midnight light. With our bodies in rhythm with one another, we seemed to be in limbo—somewhere where our breathing is the only song heard for miles. This is the place that our senses take over. I feel /see/hear everything from every millimeter of his cock sliding excruciatingly slowly in and out to the softening lines around his eyes to the sound of his steady heartbeat.
When our bodies finally part, we curl against each other. I fall asleep to the sound of his heart beating in my ear and the feeling of his warm cum dripping from my cunt. I fall asleep the most well-loved woman in the universe in that moment.
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