Her back

The light was flickering, caused by scented candles of wax,
Hundreds of Yellow shadow dancers, making erotic shapes on the walls,
Subdued, mellow and all very Zen,
Mood set and needs being fulfilled now you're back in my den,
Random and unrelenting,
Shapes twitching and shifting,
Shadows momentarily pushed at bay,
Each twinkle of light fighting with a shadow.

It was just after a position change,
Two naked bodies close together,
Working in unison like birds of a feather,
Touching and tasting, senses mingled in the nether.

The soft light played over our bodies,
Glistening tear drops of salt in places through pleasure or effort,
Smells now mingling, our aroma's together,
The scent of a man and woman, entwined with the Vanilla...

Lay behind her, hands stroking and teasing her skin,
Tactile, delicious, fingertips finding their own way,
Coasting upon her, winding gently around,
Looking for little places, rarely found,
Her skin milky white, tinged with flame light,
So soft, so smooth, so kissable,
The lines of her body so alluring,
Inviting, welcoming, calling me to caress,
I stroke slowly down the line of her spine,
The valley between her shoulder blades,
Sliding in to her as my fingers flow over her,
Close, sensual, deep and bonded,
One word echoing around my head as I do so...

Mine...

The curve of her hip, shining in the candle light,
Soft shapes in the night,
The perfect peach shape of her derrière,
Offered and waiting without a care,
The line of her spine though,
Hard to resist, begging to be kissed,
Each ripple of her spinal column,
Casting a ripple of light,
The disc beneath accentuated,
Like a staircase to heaven,
Leading to the nape of her neck,
The soft short hairs there begging to be nuzzled,
Kissed and constantly tasted...

The lines of your body though,
Continually catching my eye,
Each stroke slow inside you
Adding to the gratification,
I cast my gaze over all of you,
Taking in the stunning rapture,
Yet always drawn back to your soft sensual sexy curvature,
It's feeding my imagination,
Causing a certain train to leave the station,
The image before me now totally burned into my mind,
Lost in you and us and how good it feels,
The glow of the light mirroring the glow inside my body.

I can't help but run my hands over your skin,
Thoughts inside my head full of sin,
Pulling you close,
Holding you tight,
Knowing this is how we'll spend the night,
Close and warm,
Never far from sight,
Nuzzling and kissing,
Tactile and tight.

The gasps from your lips
Though facing away,
Still reach my ears,
Clear as day,
You arch your back,
As I shift position,
A new angle causing you to find,
A new deeper sensation,
The grind,
The groove,
Skin on skin,
Lubricated and smooth,
Easily in,
Slowly out,
Finding your centre,
As my hands are holding you in place.

Much as I adore to watch your face,
While we are in this special place,
Tonight and now,
This is just how,
I want you,
I can see your muscles twitch and flex,
Each stroke into you causing your body to dance,
It has me entranced,
Your flesh over bone,
Your slender form and tone,
Pitch of sounds,
Match as you now start to grind down.

The slower pace,
While it is to your tastes,
Your need is now for more,
While we already been balls deep and hammered the bed to the floor,
For at least an hour already,
You want another release,
Needing something more,
I pick up on your triggers,
I feel and hear your call,
Accept you want me to dig deeper,
Take you with more vigour...

The primal inside me has long been at the door,
The view presented with me calling out his name,
Wolf fangs more than ready,
Claws itching to be deployed,
The howl and the growl inside more than aching to be unleashed,
The eyes boring into you from behind have been hidden,
You've not been able to see them for a while,
I guess you probably knew the shine that was coming from them was there though?