Monday, January 9, 2012

Jessypt Week 86: More


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Jessypt's Choice: Picture 2


“Please,” she begs as my fingertips press deeply into the soft skin of her back and slide down to the tops of her hips.

The more I touch her, the more I need her. More. More. More. That’s all I think as my lips brush against her neck, her lips, her chest. Every groan, every whimper fuels the already raging inferno inside me.

How did I get so lucky? How did this woman, this gorgeous, sexy, amazing woman find me? Choose me?

My lips claim hers as I press her back against the wall, lifting her up as her legs wrap around my waist. I’m mesmerized by the way she feels, clinging to me with just as much strength and want as I feel.

I whisper her name as I slide inside her. Chest to chest and hips to hips, our bodies merge in a symphony of wet, hot bliss. We move together, gliding with perfect precision until we’re both lost and overwhelmed with sensation of our climax.

Slowly, I lower her still shaking body back to the ground, kiss her slowly, deeply. My eyes never leave hers as I walk us backward to our bedroom, already desperate for more.