Dedicated to: Fan fiction writer - Loethin

Just words

I pulled off the last of her protective fabric from her lithe body.

Wrapping my hands around her nakedness, she was cold like steel at first, but under my loving, caring hands she warmed up quickly.

I laughed to myself, 'Sometimes I think she actually prefers my gentle touch.'

My eyes glide over her taking in her every curve; her every crack, her every smooth, perfect well sculpted form.

I can't help but let go of a sigh.

She is stunning.

I try to steady my thoughts as I firmly hold on to her stark-naked form in my hands.

She must like my touch.

She must love it in fact, for every time I my hands touch her, she gives me exactly what I want.

I caress her length several times before gliding my hand over her surface.

I stop when I come to her hard nub.

I allow my fingers to roll over it's protruding bump.

My hand clasp over it.

Tugging at it until she opens up for me.

With great jubilation, I slam my round deep inside her chamber.

As quickly as she opened, I tug back at her hard mini-globe until she takes in my wanting member and closes shut.

My other hand slides down to her most sensitive part.

Dangling, teasing her, my finger hovers just over her sweet spot.

I begin to feel her trembling under my grip.

After a few heavy pants, I wonder if it isn't me who is actually trembling.

I pull her up close to my face.

She brushes against my cheek.

God how I love this feeling.

I press firmly against her, hell bent on not letting her slip out of my arms.

She, like myself, is no longer able to withstand it any longer, I have to release.

I have to let go. I can't hold it in any longer!

Once my mind has decided to allow the wonderful climatic moment to happen, I dip my finger down between her curves.

Instant arousal triggers as I plunge my finger down hard and fast.

She explodes under me; faster than I can see.

The rush that surges through my body; is earth shattering.
No wonder I love her soooo fucking much.
She has never let me down.
She has always loved me unconditionally, never demanded more of me than I could give.
Attempting to regain my lost breath, I slowly open both my eyes.

I glance off into the distance stretching before her.

My smile widens, bigger than ever.

My intended goal was a 100% success.
My satisfaction beyond words.
It was dead on target. My shot was perfect.
I turned back to my beloved resting peacefully in my arms and I proclaimed to her,
"I love you more than anything else in this whole world."

Looking back in the distance, to confirm with my very eyes,
I, Commander Shepard, add,

"You are the best sniper rifle I have ever used!"