“The thing is that you brought this out in me. How could I want it with anyone else” – JM Storm. 

This is the prompt for this week’s Quote Quest meme run by the wonderfully talented LittleSwitchBitch. Be sure to read and support her work!

I don’t want to talk. I don’t want to think. I just want you inside me. I want to kiss and feel each other’s skin on skin, I want us to wind together and feel each other’s arousal in our hands and in our mouths.

I ache to feel your hard cock. Taking it in my hands, I smile at the feel of the hardened, veiny flesh moving up and down in my hands, covering and exposing your head and tip. I ache to have you in my mouth, so that’s what I do. I stroke my tongue along your shaft and take you whole, sucking the tip and down to the base. You love it when I put your cock in my mouth, so you don’t question or tell me to stop. You wind your hands in my hair, brushing it away from my face as I suck and massage one of your balls along my tongue.

There’s no words, but we both know we want the same thing.

You roll on top of me, running your cock through my lips, gently brushing over my clit. In the dark, there is nothing more but the sound of our breath and moans. When you slowly slide inside me, my body leaps inside. This is exactly what I need. We don’t rush, we just focus on how good it feels, delicately wrapping my legs around you, our arms around each other. I love hearing your hushed breath as you cosy up in my neck and I cosy up in yours. I just want you. We just want each other. No rhyme or reason. No insatiable lust or romantic evening prior. We just need to love each other.

It’s luscious, satin and silky. There’s no rush or deliberate slowness. It just is. We kiss and moan, rock and groan, making love under the warm, soft sheets for as long as we want, as long as we need. You roll me on top, watching the other as I push my hands against your chest, working my hips along to the rhythm I so desperately crave with you. I love how you watch me. I love watching you. Watching our pleasure swirl and ripple around around us, permeating the air, thick and velvet, until our climaxes overtake us.