A husky whisper leaves from his lips as she watches his every move, as he leans in close enough to touch and be touched. She watches as his palms glide along her bare inner thighs, parting open her with such agonizingly slow precision.
The air between them is tense, already perfumed by the glistening trail that coats her exposed lips. The tension makes it seem as if they are both animals. Their haunches coiled, bodies ready to snap forth and mercilessly devour each other in an instant.
They both know each other more than they had even thought possible. He had led them down this erotic path of indulgence. Patently guiding her, teaching her, to share her being in ways and with such an intense intimacy well pass a point she had previously feared to tread.
She likened her time with him to perfectly timed fireworks which illuminate the sky with explosive rainbows. He created colorful bursts, with and in her, that slowly faded and left beyond a quiet dark sky that left her feeling empty, that left her desperately searching even deeper within her to create more and brighter series of colors.