a morning lover

 "Morning....the Sun seemed hesitant. Shielded by a cloud....peaking.


The night ended in gentle lovemaking of words supportive, sexy, caressing. A wish expressed to touch her, feel her, spoil her.


A request made to kiss her skin alive.

The morning now dawned..


He was kneeling before her, his hands on her hips.


His lips on her tummy...feeling the flow of her blood pulsating as he bit gently....tasting.


Her hands on his shoulders, a leaning into his biting....


His hand travelling down her thigh, inward, spreading her legs .....raising the left leg to rest on his shoulder....and cupping the succulent wet softness he had craved...sinking his teeth into her pubic bone.


A gentle rubbing

pulling

spreading.

A hunger building

yielding

desperate.

A surrender new

anticipated

imagined.


And as he buried his face into her thrusting groin, her head thrown back a gasp escaped her and in that moment of escapism she allowed herself to be lost in a world of lovers discovered....even if for an hour.


The morning still long.....the day off to a promising start.


The Sun had taken its glorious place in the heavens high.


He had laid her down to deeply, slowly penetrate and possess."

RB.