He gently reaches for her, gliding his hand over her warm skin.
He pulls her close. His cool skin pressing against her heated body, absorbing her warmth, his flesh medling with hers…
He whispers softly in her ear, nuzzling his words so that his murmured words melt into her heart.
His hand caresses her hair, reveling in the softness as he inhales the scent of her hair.
As his other hand travels up her rib cage, to tease and take pleasure in her soft breast. In response to his touch, her back arches… rising to meet his loving caresses more firmly, giving herself over to him.
Their lips touch, igniting a firestorm, passion washing over them … He feels her hands trail ever so lightly up his shoulders, to bury her fingers in his dark hair as he explores her mouth with his own. Bodies held tightly together, yet never close enough.
His lips trace her jawline, tenderly kissing the hollow of her throat… delighting in the taste of her skin, the heat of her flesh…
The sound of her moan nearly drives him over the edge, the pure sweet sound of her need calling to his own. Settling his body into hers, his eyes speak to her eyes, telling of love, need, passion and desire as he enters her...
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