European Red
Heavy breath ghosted over sun-kissed flesh. Fingers, reminiscent of that writer, enthralled tightly between European red sheets.
A breathy sigh forced from between numb lips. A voice rose with sudden excitement. A low tone that rolled along the spin, and danced between the legs.
The shifting of limbs, as one heated body maneuvered for better access.
Legs wrapped tightly over their possession, taking claim among strong narrow hips. A vivid groan stolen from heavy lungs.
The sudden newly found friction, tested by both parties. Sweat glistened.
Their Breaths floated to one another only to be replaced by frenzied gasps of need. Clothing long gone left no room for further suspense.
Slick moisture smoothed the strong entrance.
Velvet lips caressed tender throat, lips clenched. An unbidden reaction.
The suddenness of it a pleasant surprise, a groan signifying torment pleasure.
A knowing chuckle caught within the throat, as a vengeful thrust cut short its ascent.
The slamming of hips, coupled the musky air.
Lavender tangled hazardly between sensual pale fingers.
The slight pull creating an odd pleasure against nerve endings.
The pace changed swiftly to a slow roll of the hips.
A brief glare supported by rapid the clenching of silk against a hard surface.
No more their bodies seemed to agree.
Fast motions as bodies slide disorganized against each other.
Tip to base. Tip to base. He moved above her.
Her body providing no resistance but the tightly coiled muscles that clenched strongly around him with each thrust.
