tonight he would love

A bittersweet moment shared. An intensity felt only experienced when two souls know each other...know each other through a mutual sharing over time.

Yet it happened.

The dark room filled with the light from the images of a news channel.

Mute.

Both of them ardent in their interest of Word affairs.

His travels had left him stranded. The need to spend more time in the City of Gold due to political instabilities globally.

Tonight he needed something more serious. Tonight she needed  silent loving.
And in the light of the sombre images flashing .

She clung to him desperately. Unable to express what she felt.

Astounded at her fervour.....fueled at the gentle desperation he read in her eyes. Fueled to devour her misery and pain felt for events out of her control.

Every kiss deeper softer compelling him to eat and swallow every bit of her.

Climbing into him with each hug tighter closer.

Hitching her dress and cupping the roundness of her bum....softness of skin burning into his palms...lifting her off her feet onto her toes....pushing her into a hardness harder than hard.

Her gentle soft moans.

"Forgive me." she said. " a little nostalgic for world peace..." glancing at the tv screen.

"I know. Been there. Seen it." her pain his drive....

Kneeling between her legs he began to bite on her protruding pubic bone....nibbling on her warm softness....the urge to remove the silky panties ....

Tonight he would love

With every stroke

Every slide

Every pause.

He stood tall and unzipped his hardness

Bending down and slipping off her silky drawers

Spreading her legs

Bending her knees

Looking deep into her eyes

slowly deliberately lowering himself...

Her eyes rolled back

Her body yielded

And she began to breath.





RB.