Her

In the dim light of your room, you gaze at her, mesmerized by her smile, the way her dark brown eyes crinkle into crescent moons when she laughs. As she composes herself, she diverts her attention to your mouth, and lightly traces it with her fingertips as she bites her lip. Her touch alone electrifies you, and you shift your body closer to hers as you lay facing each other. Without thinking, you find your hand leaving the curve of her waist to the crook of her elbow, slowly traveling to where her fingers rest on your cheek, and gently kiss the palm of her hand. Her mouth opens slightly, aroused by this simple act, and finally musters the courage to look into your eyes.

God, she’s beautiful, you say to yourself.

In one swift motion, you’re on top of her, gently grasping her soft hair, her hands cupping either side of your waist. When you lean down to kiss her, you’re overwhelmed by the way she tastes, how her tongue moves in sync with yours. Gasping together, your bodies already move as one.

Heart quickening, you reach for the straps of her dress, and slip it down her body, her soft skin feeling like velvet under your hands. You harden at the knowledge that she isn’t wearing underwear, and has already removed her bra by the time you travel up to nibble her neck. “I want you, now” she breathes, and strokes your hair as you glide your lips down her skin, leaving a trail of kisses to her breast. As you suck and tease her nipple, your fingers dancing between her legs, a soft moan escapes her lips, and you stiffen more than ever at that ernest sound. You want her to give herself fully to you, and you make it happen.

She whimpers with desire as you continue to trail down to her most intimate spot, and gasps the moment you kiss it. You guide her legs to open wider, and begin to fully take in her taste, her scent, the warm liquid within her. She releases her grip from your hair, and lays back, arms stretched over her head in abandon, allowing herself to feel what you command her to feel. Gently sucking on her cunt, your hands firmly gripping her waist, she begs for more, squirming with each lick.

After being led to a state of bliss, she sighs- a long, drawn out moan- and guides you back to her level. She forces you onto your back, and strips you of your clothes in one seemingly effortless move. Her naked body straddling yours, she leans down and smiles softly, a perfect creature halting the chaos in your life. She slides her fingers into herself. Puts them in your mouth so you can taste them. The sweetness of her skin, mixed with the taste of her cunt.

Hands gripping her beautiful thighs, you know in that moment that you need her.

She leans down, and whispers into your ear, “Please have me.” Taking your pulsing cock with her delicate hands, she guides you into her, both of you gasping as you become one. Rocking back and forth, slowly at first, and then deeper and faster, she places your hands onto her breasts, gripping your chest with her fingers as you rub her nipples. “I’m going to come,” she breathes, and throws her head back, eyes closed in ecstasy.

But you’re not done.

You sit up, wrap her warm body into your arms, and throw her onto her back. Shocked, she gasps as you thrust your cock into her wet, soft pussy, pumping so hard that she curses in passion.

Filling her up. Filling you both up. Making love to her.

Her fingernails dig into your back, moaning your name again and again until she cries out, “I’m coming!” and moves her hips in rhythm to yours, her throbbing cunt secreting as you continue to ride to climax.

Exhausted, you sink your weight onto her, resting your head on her chest, stroking her side as she plays with your hair. Glistening with sweat, you both bask in the aftermath, unable to move or speak.

As you reach up to place a deep, lingering kiss on her lips, you think that nothing else matters but you and her together. You feel safe in her arms, and in her arms is where you’ll stay.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/7ufnmx/her