making love

Smiling

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His little hungry fingers caressed my body.  He always knows the right places to touch.  I was upset. He always makes it better.  We made love in the darkness, his body writhing on top of mine, it was bliss.  I felt my nails sink into his back as he moved his hips. I matched his motion and pulled him closer. A thin sheen of sweat on his delicate skin.  I was drowning in bliss, it would have been enough for anyone but I wanted more, I wanted him to feel it too.  My body shuddered a second time and he felt it too.  

This beautiful little person was built just for me.  He said something that made me smile “I like that it doesn’t always have to be you tying me up, sometimes it can just be us enjoying each other’s bodies”.  He’s right. 

I’m still smiling.