Her skin was soft, her breath warm against his lips as she rocked into the curves of his body. With tight fingers he pulled her closer, closer until the only thing seperating their flesh was the thin confines of silk and lace which adorned her figure. For a second her deep, peircing eyes met his and a common frustration passed between. She smiled gently as he removed the last of her clothing and lost it in the tangled mess of bedclothes.
'Reneatte...' her name was soft on his breath, even softer against her lips.
She gasped slightly as they became one, his gutteral moan causing her to move further and further against him. His breathing grew more rapid, his movements faster- responding to her. The more she moaned, the more his name escaped from her gasping breaths, the more he needed her. His eyes closed against her cheek, warm and gentle and her name ran through his head.
Only, it wasnt her name circling his thoughts, sycronising with his heartbeat, his breathing, his existence. He felt a surge throughout his body, hot, pure pleasure deep within him. His pulse quickened and the name, rising from his throughts and into conciousness. He held onto her skin as she rose to meet him, her hips thrusting against his. He cried out, the name in his throughts escaping with his scream.
'Rose'.