how beautiful the surrender

A deep far away look in her eyes.  A softness to her posture. That softness belied her confidence.
A kiss he had asked for.
A soft meeting of lips. A lingering desired. Dreamt of. Fantasized.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head upwards...inviting him to step closer....inviting him to take what he had asked for.
He stepped forward and savoured the moment...looking at her...how beautiful the offer of her mouth.
How beautiful the surrender to taste.
How elegant her neck...
And with the placing of his hand behind her neck, he sunk his mouth....softly deeply...just below her earlobe.
How he wished to suck her hard....bite into her flesh....mark her as his....possess her.
Her eyes rolled back. Her strength left her....resistance unknown...she dared him with the loss of her balance, falling into him, to sweep her up and taste and kiss every millimetre of her body.
He was glad she was his all night...

How i could imagine a night such and to start off the following morning with a kiss and moments of lingering sensuality and intimacy.

RB.