“I need you…”

You Whisper as you pull me close.

“I want you…”

I reply allowing myself to be pulled into you

Our lips gravitated towards each others by some sort of mystical force

And met, in a heated, passionate kiss.

Our tongues danced,

Fought, blatantly for control…Neither of us relinquished

I felt myself pushing you back against the wall…

My thigh instinctively parting your legs…

Hands wandered…

Gripping, pulling, scratching…

Fingers disappeared into hot, soft, velvety folds…

Rhythmically pumping in and out…

Bodies tensed, moans escaped lips as we came in unison…

Foreheads touched as gentle “I Love You’s were whispered…

Sated and spent, still leaning against the wall

You extracted yourself from my embrace….

Your hand instinctively found mine

As you pulled me up the stairs and led me too the bed, passion suddenly rekindled...