I wanted her, I was sore and I was tired, but I wanted her. I wanted to stay awake and feel sore with her. It made the situation so much more real, so much more meaningful. I needed to feel myself inside her. I wanted to gently pin her body beneath mine and drive her slowly up the bed into the pillows where my lips would meet hers and out tongues flick and slide over one another’s.
Her body was that of a Greek goddess, formed in perfection with smooth silky skin tightly covering her Continue reading