Indulging in the Garden of Eden

My heart races, my breath quickens,

As I lay here in my bed,

Thinking of him, my soon-to-be husband,

And the night ahead.

His strong arms around me, his lips on mine,

The feeling of being wanted, desired,

A sensation foreign to me,

But one I crave like fire.

I imagine his hands on my body,

Slowly undressing me,

Reveling in every curve and hollow,

Tracing every line with care.

He touches my breasts, soft and round,

Nipples hardening at his touch,

Then moves lower, between my legs,

Where desire pools like a brook.

, My heart races fast, my breath quickens

I slip my hand lower, beneath the hem of my pajama pants,

And I am filled with nervous excitement,

 Imagining the hand as if it were his own.

It feels wrong, yet so right,

Like stealing a taste of the forbidden fruit,

Something I know I shouldn't do, but can't resist.

A sinful pleasure that fills me up inside.

I picture myself offering my pussy to him,

Just like Eve offered the forbidden fruit to Adam,

A temptation too great to ignore.

grabbing me like a hungry man,

He takes it eagerly, diving into the sweetness

Devouring it with his tongue and lips,

Licking and sucking until I cry out,

begging for a release from his plunder

Lost in the bliss of the moment,

As our bodies move together in rhythm,

Creating a dance only we can see.

Inside our very own Garden of Eden

We lose ourselves in each other,

Finding solace in the heat of passion,

Forgetting all else but the present,

Our love consuming us whole.

With each stroke of his tongue,

Each gentle caress of his fingers,

I feel myself growing closer to the edge,

Closer to something I never knew existed.

Until finally, I am there,

On the brink of ecstasy,

About to fall into the abyss below,

welcoming it.

My voice escapes me,

A primal scream of pure joy,

As my body shudders and convulses,

And I am lost in the throes of orgasm.

It is overwhelming,

This feeling of completion,

Of wholeness,

Of being truly alive.

Tomorrow, when I stand before my husband,

I will offer myself to him,

Not just as a wife, but as a lover,

Ready to embark on this journey with him.