Moonshine
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This is the counterpart to 'Tracing'.
The dark night sky almost looks soft, like black velvet with small diamonds scattered across it and in the center the moon, shining its light through my window and into my room, spilling out onto my back and my lover beneath me, it feels so good to call her that now, my lover, my love, mine.
My fingers move inside of her, as hers move inside me, pleasure coursing through my veins as we push each other closer and closer towards our goal, a soft almost inaudible whisper escapes her lips. "I'm close."
My priority is to make her feel as loved as possible, I press my body against hers, she has told me how much she loves this, to feel me against her as we fall over the edge together. I touch the tip of my nose to hers, I notice how her pale skin glows in the moonlight her eyes like stars, like diamonds, shining like they have a million facets that my plain eyes do not posses. Her fingers move faster and I feel my body immediately respond, I don't need to tell her I'm close she knows me so well.
For a minute as we press our bodies into each other, our fingers moving in unison the room seems to darken slightly and I guess that a cloud has covered the moon, I continue to stare at my love beneath me her skin still glowing just as it had been with the light of the moon and it is as though she is lighting up the room, her soft smooth skin looks like it is about to burst with its amazing glow as I push her closer and closer to the edge. She is my moon, the light in my night sky, in my life.
I feel Brittany begin to arch up into me as her walls tighten against my fingers I feel myself falling with her the way my name rolls of her tongue in between her moans reminding me just how much I love her, I press my body tight against hers as she leans upwards to connect her lips with mine, our eyes still locked in a look of pure love and devotion, when the waves of pleasure subside I tell her the only thing that is in my mind, the only thing I can think to say in this wondrous moment of post love making.
"I love you." I whisper, and I can almost swear that a tear rolls down her cheek but before I can be sure her lips are on mine. She pulls away, her bright eyes staring lovingly into my own.
"I love you, so much."
I roll off her, my fingers sliding out of the slick heat between her legs, I lie on my back my head still facing towards her as she mirrors my position, her own fingers sliding out of me.
"Go to sleep San, you look so tired." She leans over to press a kiss to my cheek, my eyes flicker shut at the gesture and her hand immediately finds my hair combing through it as sleep pulls at my consciousness, dragging me down into its depths.