It happened this way...
I wanted her again. Fingers hair breath. Flesh
It was divine. Pushing pulling tugging grabbing. Soft wet hot
Then I stepped aside to the new, to the dark. Undressing her with my eyes first and then my hands. Teasing at her buttons buckles threads.
Lauren behind her, steadying her, biting her shoulder. Me in front, unveiling her perfections.
Writhing moaning. A tear?
Hands travel over her, pinch rub flick
She falls. She is caught. She is ecstasy.
Soft/firm Delicate/strong Vulnerable/protected - nothing left to hide
She touches me. I allow it. Her shoulder still being assaulted from behind, her other hand searching for the inflicter. Gasping panting writhing
This hotel room can see us, shield us, accommodate. Fabrics of silk skins of gossamer. Secrets of tomorrow.
We bathe we fuck we devour.
What does it mean? I don't need to know. Oh god...
...touched again. Teeth and nails sinking into my back, my sides, my breasts. Caressing, nibbling...my sex is streaming from me as I come in wave after wave of relief.
Soon it will be morning, so I leave them there together. There will be more time. For now I feel new, rejuvenated.
I anticipate tomorrow. My concerns about our actions negated by my cravings.
My hunger.
My anticipation fuelled by the next satisfaction...