The dew melts as it collects into drops on her bare skin, her chest rises and sinks at every breath taken, eyes closed, and smelling the ocean scent, while tasting the salt on her lips…the tips of her fingers lay grazed resting along her sides, standing tall and in her glory....
He has never before seen a sight of such illumination it could blind the eye, for if it were the last of his vision were to see, it will leave him with an image to last a lifetime. Slowly, he walks up behind her embracing her in his arms, holding close from her backside….his hands navigate every curvature of her body that he has dreamed of many moons passed. The caress of her silken skin upon his bare flesh lifts his spirit and sparks the flame he has been wanting to burn.
He inhales her scent, snug into her neck kissing it dearly as if it were delicate petals to a paper flower. She purrs into a hymn, finding happiness there in his arms. Swiftly he picks her up like newlyweds walking off onto a honeymoon, “Its time babe, and we have none of it to waste” he says calmly. Her hands curled behind his neck, her irises focused on his blue eyes, a subliminal smile across both of their faces. He carries her into the fruitful palm tropics, treading in the powder soft sand…stepping over roots and dry leaves, finally arriving to a hand built beach hut, providing cool shade from the beaming sun, and wide open sides to welcome a fresh, cool breeze.
He lays her down onto the soft plush bed, the sheer linen drapes swing in the breezed draft…this is paradise at its finest. Happily she rolls around like a kitten at play, resting on her belly; she fusses with her hair blowing in her face, giggling at the nonsense of it. “Come lay with me babe” she coos, ruffling the white sheets hiding her grin.
He smiles, and drops to his knees into the padded mattress, grabbed her by the ankle and simply slid her closer. Parting between her legs, he lays and rests above her. Kissing her breasts from their firm round edges to the tip of her hardened nips, he suckled them, rolling and flicking his tongue against their fight. She pulls his chin to her lips, pursed to meet his. Her fingers run through the nape of his neck, sending chills to his spine as each slick stroke of their tongues danced with each other.
A true intimate scene, the two of them in contrast, her warm brown skin to his sun kissed tan…the length of her legs at his sides, his hands busy, grabbing hold to the cheek of her bottom while the other nestled in her hair.
She then began to feel him tickle the lips to her passion, teasing them with the slightest touch of his fingertips, unyielding their succulent kisses, he parts her petals slightly, feeling her warm nectar coat his fingers….he rolls a bent knuckle between, teasing her more “Mmmhmm” is all she can murmur with her mouth busy with his.
Their kiss breaks as he watches her enjoy his petting hand, his fingers flat revolving in a clock ward motion, coaxing her sapped lips to open. He swirls her nectar around and around, each rotation strumming her clit. Her hand rested at his jaw bone, rubbing his bottom lip with her thumb as she cupped his chin, he kisses her palm softly, eyes still fixated on hers. Her hips start to sway in sync with his melody, the small of her back curls as he braces her arch with his palm “That’s it babe, just let it go…be free” he encourages her in a welcomed tone.
Her sighs become stronger as he focuses more on her bud, feeling it harden while it flicked and rolled at his effort. Gripping his arm tightly, she was in thrills of rushed sensations; soon she had lost control of the kick of her legs, her toes curling into the sheets. “Uhhnnhh” she lets of a deep moan, his eyes perk and creases his brow in exclaimation, “Yes” he thought “You’re getting there babe, do you want some more?” he can see it in her eyes and the seizure of her body that she had much more to sing, he wanted her to tell him, to hear her say she indeed wanted much more of him.
“Mmmmm” she sighs, her eyes open wide hearing him had asked her if she wanted more. “I want more babe…..uhnhhh….please….don’t stop.” She cries, as he began to vigorously strum her clit like if he was trying to start a fire. It took an angle, and the right rotation of his wrists to get her into an uncontrolled relish….her silky stems bucked, slamming into his back and side, clenching, wanting to tighten his hand and trap it between her legs. “Oooohhhahhh” she cooed.
He was ecstatic, watching her curl and wind at his touch, hearing her moan and murmur for him. There were moments where she was in such a state of pleasure, she sang no hymn, a deep inhale as her back arched as high as it would go….she was seized, struck in a state of mind that she didn’t want to leave, holding on, focused on every sensation she felt and thought….he kissed the lower rib of her torso “There you go, babe…. this is it right here, cum.” He said softly…
Her arms spread wide, reaching far grasping a tight clench of the sheets in her hands. She finally released, “Ohhhhhh…mmy….uhhhnnhh!” she pitched, repeatedly…trying to scoot away and shoo his hand away from her clit, he would not let her go “No, you can take it babe” he told her, “uhhhhnhh” she moaned.
She was so intensified, her moans came in a rhythm of hums, like an uncontrolled shiver, she cooed and trembled. Her passion was now flushed, drenched and her honey was spread leaving a sapped ooze drip from the bottom of her lips. He took a taste and licked a tip of his finger, “Nice and sweet, this oven is ready to start cooking now” he joked. Taking his hand she sensually sucked his fingers clean….”Yum…it’s like candy” she said with a coy smile.