The Depths of Touch

Sitting alone wanting the touch of his image to come to reality.

So the image will do.

For now.

In the dark hours my eyes roll and close as I slowly release my breath. Waiting.. my body throbs for a response. He growls with the deep voice telling me what I want to hear. As the conversation goes on, entanglements of thoughts cross my mind. Of how I long for him to grip me. How I want him to lift me to the Heavens and have me crash down on the bed while doing hellish acts. Pressure to want to lung through and cross paths. Patience is running low as I think of the movie about to begin. The movie plays like a dream. Lifted by the clouds in thought. As he grabs and grips onto the curves of my hips to lift me onto him, I feel him grow. He places me down and the animal comes out of both souls.

Fabric that once covers our skin is torn off and thrown in every direction. He kisses down into my throat. He twist me over onto him and gives me the approval with a glimmer in his eyes saying "yes". I kiss and lick my way down twisting my body as my hands slowly drag down his chest ever so lightly with a gentle grip to hear him moan. Sucking in a rhythmic spiraling motion. As he can no longer take anymore he forces me down and pushes me up getting into position. His lips inch their way teasing me heading towards my flowing river only he can turn on. He wraps his arms around my legs and begins to eat away. I catch myself levitating in the magics in his tongue. Only lowered by his firm grip to keep me rooted. Jolting up unable to keep from having explosion after explosion, and with no hesitation nor words we are hearing one another's souls speak.

He lays me down and towers over me. Passion blossoming like a savage beast. Thrusting his way into me. My body is in love with his, as his is to mine. Slowly in and out testing my hunger for him with the tip. He looks down into my eyes and leans for a kiss. Our lips meet and I can taste myself on him. As our lips disconnect he grabs my legs and place them on his shoulders. He reaches to my neck, both hands with a gentle grip he begins to thrust harder. I place my hands over his and force him to grip down like a clamp. Still able to whisper "harder please" escapes. He hears and acts on my request. Eyes roll back and I can't seem to open them. Darkness appears. I feel his sweat dripping from his chest onto me like hot candle wax. I smell his skin. The fragrance of cologne. The touch of his muscles. I hear him breathing hard as he is giving his all. The echo of him rings and tickles my everything. Chills take over my body.

I feel the tug of being lifted and demanding words come out "turn around". Following direction I obey. With a push down from his hand I collapse. My body arches and he thrust into me again. The depths that was once felt are escalated to a new up beat tempo. Gripping down onto my hips and pulling me back to him melts me. Sheets being tugged at, screams and moans, and the temperatures rising. The vibrations of bouncing off one another is relentless. Dancing around in the sheets until both out of breath. A gasp of air and we are back again. My hands grip him and force him down.

As I ascend onto him we exchange passionate looks that read deeper than words. I spread my body over him. And he places his hands on either sides of my hips rocking me forward and back. Placing my hands on his chest, my body begins to sway. The feeling of him in me. Each ripple, each in and out, each movement I begin to erupt with a never ending flow. Rubbing my body while he reaches up again to my throat slowly like one with his prey, he grabs with a more powerful grip. "give me all of you" is demanded and I obey. Reaching my body to his, I meet his neck and begin to kiss and suck. I hear him moan with satisfaction and he tones down to a faint whisper in my ear "don't stop". The intensity grows as we reach the climax and as he says "I'm about to cum" unleashes fluids from pure satisfaction inside. Still in motion we gradually soften the tempo. My body lays on his as we listen to the drums beat out of our chest.

Bitter sweet to know our journey has come to a halt. We will meet again and share these treasures of ours. An adventure that only we know the hidden escapades. Until then I will stay content with the image.