The silence surrounds us as we lay in my bedroom, talking about whatever comes to our minds. I love the feeling of her hand caressing my chest, it drives me nearly to the brink as she lay there in just her boy-shorts and tank top. The door is open and the light allows me to see every detailed curve of her body in the position she lay in. As my hand caresses her inner thigh I suddenly feel it moving higher and higher. She looks at me, half smiles, and leans in and passionately we start kissing. We explore each other with our mouths, though the taste and texture feel familiar the feeling is new and exciting each time. My hand lightly grabs her cheek and then moves down to her collar and then her hips.