This is a continuation of “I doubt that I can sleep”
A friend wrote the parts in bold.. I just picked up where he left off…
[So I continued from a males point of view]
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I walk in
Caressed into our encounter
A heated battle within my mind
Of love wanting to trust itself in her
I brush her delicate neck,and feel her breath
Gasping for more.
Her poignant fragrance…
Ecstasy
I trace her lips,with the barest of caresses,
She whimpers; a hand above her head,
The other trailing lower with no regard for any form of modesty,
The sheet kicked aside
I wait
I watch
Her body visible in the moonlight,
Scraps of lace barely covering her form,
She stops,
hand covering what I covet
I watch
I sit next to her
I touch
Tracing along the curves of her breasts
Gently rolling the beaded bud between my fingers
Her back arches
Her mouth opens on a silent moan
I lean over her,
Trapping her in my arms
Lips replacing my fingers
Suckling through the flimsy fabric
Her hand raising to hold my head in place
Arching her hips up against me
I follow the flow of her body.
Lips tracing
Seeking
Finding
No impediment
Brushing against a damp core
Crying out
She opens her eyes and looks into mine
Shock..
Replaced,
Desperation flickering,
Desire raging
As I deliberately lick once again,
She reaches for me.
Rising up to meet her,
Gazes interlocked
I push the boundaries
As our tongues duel
I mimic the motions
My fingers within
Damp
Hot
Desire
Making her cry out
Need
Stark
She begins to peak
I stop
I tease
I torment
Frantic
She pulls at my clothing
Naked
Sinful
Skin to skin
Frenzied
Pulling me on top of her
Two merge into one
Deeper
Harder
Keening cries
Peaking
Feverish kisses
Against my skin
Against my lips
Gratitude
Warmth
Love
Trust
A blanket I find solace in
Sated
We sleep
Nestled in the embrace,
Of a loved one.
Memoirs of a Silent Sinner 