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Making Love to You..

This is…GRAPHIC-

Fucking you would just be a waste of time, having sex with you would be probably get boring…so how about…how about if each time you gave me the pleasure of being inside of you I made love to you. What if instead of rushing to stick it in, I slide it in slowly…one inch at a time…damn you know what what if I went an inch a second? That would give us what…8 SECONDS…8 seconds where time and our hearts stop…and at the end that 8 seconds I’ll bring  you back to reality as you feel me hit that spot…I like this spot so much that my muscles are tensing as I try to push in a little deeper, not to hurt you but so that you can feel all of me as I feel all of you. Parts of me throbbing to your movements, sweat forming on my brow…the dampness of your body sweating, while your nipples stand fully erect..would you mind if I took one of them into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it a little bit, I promise not to forget about the other one…as a matter of fact my fingers are taking care of that at this moment while my other arm is underneath your hips, pulling you closer..mmm baby..I love leaning in and smelling your hair as I make love to you…let’s pick up the pace a little bit, let’s rock back and forth for a minute or two…let me…ahh..there it is…let me slide out a little bit, not to far…just far enough for you to grab me and pull me back in. It’s okay you can reach down there and rub your finger along it…it’s okay to feel with your hand what it is that you’re already feeling inside of you, speaking of touching…your clit is looking a little neglected, I suppose you should rub that too…What’s that you’re whispering?? “HARDER!!”, okay baby..just for you…What else was that?? “I love you”…Aww…baby I love you too…Harder and faster now, damn i can’t take it anymore…I can’t hold this back anymore…I think I just felt my heart explode as I felt your body explode….shit I can’t take it anymore…you’ve managed to make me explode…and all because you love me so much that just made love to me.

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