Kiss and tell

Del 7: Lift-off

I wake up in her arms, still hungry.
"Why do you need me?" Her amber eyes close for a second. Then burrow into my mind. I am floored by the intensity. And a fear, akin to my own. But very different. Being lost. Needing the anchoring point, hoping to find it in someone. If only for a second. Trinity is afraid of loving.
"Not afraid." Her hands are not even touching me, just drawing little circles above my skin. The almost-touch makes my hair tingle. I am numb with the anticipation of pleasure. Her mind tickles mine, playful first, then more intense. Soon she is a raging fire, and when she finally slips her fingers inside me, I fly away. Shaking, crying out every time she moves, unable to stop screaming her name. The tension in her builds, and then, her mind finally opens for me. All-consuming hunger, ravaging me, feeding on my pleasure. I bathe in sweat, and she is still ravenous. Puts her mouth on me, and I blow to pieces. Still not enough. She wants more. To merge beyond boundaries. I feel her claws, her teeth, she is burning me, scarring me, and I love it. Intensifying jolts. And time ceases in the blinding amber light.
Finally she releases my mind, and the bond holds. We are flying. I no longer need her touch, just want it. Crave it. Almost as much as she craves me.
Kvinna som top
Man som top
Kvinna som bottom
Man som bottom
Övrig erotik
Geek fetish

21 apr 2019

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