I stared at her, momentarily lost in the moment. We were face to face, nearly so close that my vision would double. Instead I noticed the tanned color of her skin, skin so close I could see the texture of her pores in it. I studied her nose, small and cute and perfectly suiting her face. Her lips were soft and likewise proportionate, and wow could they kiss! Finally my eyes drifted up, settling on her piercing green eyes. Eyes that could do things to me nobody else could ever hope to. It excited me and terrified me, the power she could have if she only knew how to play her cards.
My own eyes were hazel, which meant at any given moment I had no idea what color they were. I have been told that I have a piercing gaze myself. Even to the being informed once that someone felt I was staring into their soul. Right then all I knew was that we both seemed trapped, looking into the depths of each other's eyes. But trapped in a good way.
The moment, brief as it was in spite of it's eternal feel, passed. She gasped under me, biting her lip softly as she did so. I smiled at the cute expression on her face. It made her look as though she had some Hollywood lighting effects on her. She beamed with excitement and vigor. I could only imagine my own excited visage as well.
I leaned back in the scant inches separating us and our lips parted to meet. We kissed again as we had done before. It was incredible, how we moved against each other. Our lips and tongues danced in a way that made music seem crude and ugly. We held each other's hands as well, our fingers intertwined and tightly holding one another. My other hand had was supporting most of the weight of my upper torso on my elbow, my hand supported the back of her head, almost tangled into her soft dirty blond hair.
Neither of us could deny the sensations that we felt. I was buried inside of her as deeply as I could be, filling her with my flesh so completely that I had trouble telling where I ended and she began. We had paused, both caught up in the passion of the moment up until that point. Clothes had flown wildly and nothing had gotten in our way of ravaging each other's body. Our lust was so great that we could not stop ourselves from going straight for the main course. We had planned on countless hedonistic acts, but the chemistry between us demanded we sate those lusts later. First we needed to consummate our lustful sins.
Everything changed as soon as I slid within her though. It changed, and I think it changed for the better. We saw each other then, and both recognized that same thing in the other. Emotion had become involved already, but we were both open, honest, and ready to deal with it in the safest possible way. Now we realized that we both fools to think that everything else in our relationship up to that point had been so perfect, why would this be any different?
My hips and hers met in an unspoken pattern that showed yet again that on some genetic level we were matched for each other. We fell into a pattern that was anything but. It was so complex that most cryptanalysis would have been stumped trying to figure it out, yet our bodies moved in sync. Our passion returned but it was on a deeper level, a more emotional level that we both recognized and accepted if for no other reason then because it was to late for us to do anything about it. I felt no regrets, I hoped she was the same.
We continued to grind into and against each other, with her spasming around me ever few minutes as she rode through another climactic wave of passion. I rode the edge of my own orgasm far longer then should have been possible, but eventually it was impossible to deny myself any longer. I felt the telltale tightening of my muscles and growled into her mouth. Pulled me tighter against her with her free hand and squeezed my other hand tighter with her own. I buried myself in her deeper an deeper with each thrust, losing a part of myself in the urges that pushed me on. I launched burst after burst of my seed inside of her, all thoughts now gone from me except for the overwhelming want within me to merge with her as completely as possible. No, not want, but rather need.
It was over all to soon, but as we lay there with me resting on top of her we stared again into each other's eyes and realized that it was only just beginning.
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