He picked her up and drew her close.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, moulding herself to him. She fit him like a glove, embracing his heat, increasing his urgency; beginning a rhythm that begged a response.
Bodies entwined,
he quickened his pace,
locked in the dance of desire.
Now flesh on flesh,
two become one,
seared by the heat of passion.
It started with a glance,
And she was captivated
A gaze
And she was drowning
A touch
And she was lost
A kiss
And she surrendered
His love
And she was reborn,
The vortex
To his storm