suddenly i'm spinning like a ceiling fan, around and 'round we go
He feels perfect, and she rides the high he offers her with her demands aired into the mostly empty space. He drives her crazy, an itch you can’t scratch, a desire and need within her that blooms with each and every thrust of his hips. It’s a perfect combination and if she had any doubts that he wouldn’t make it up to her, they’re gone in an instant.
Her name on his tongue is beautiful, one that she might find she craves in the dark din of night. And when he tells her she’s perfect, her body lights up further with fireworks scaling each and every nerve ending. She moves with him enough to grind against him, gasping a sound as his mouth finds her breast, as he crafts the perfect combination of everything overwhelming her senses, she tightens around him harder. Her voice pitches, the moans shorter and higher as he drives her to the edge, her fingertips twisting in his dark hair while her other hand digs into his shoulder.
She falls so quickly over that edge that she burns, his name on her lips as the waves of her climax rush around her, blood thundering in her ears. She burns with him, hoping he isn’t far behind and hoping so desperately that he’ll hold her after until she can get her feeling back in her toes.
She has no doubts he’d leave her in this state, though, so she rides it out with him and his own, her affection pouring in gold until they’re still as they finally come to a stop. Panting and sweaty and surprisingly needy, she guides his head up to her own, claiming a branding kiss to carry them through the rest of the night.
— FIN
Her name on his tongue is beautiful, one that she might find she craves in the dark din of night. And when he tells her she’s perfect, her body lights up further with fireworks scaling each and every nerve ending. She moves with him enough to grind against him, gasping a sound as his mouth finds her breast, as he crafts the perfect combination of everything overwhelming her senses, she tightens around him harder. Her voice pitches, the moans shorter and higher as he drives her to the edge, her fingertips twisting in his dark hair while her other hand digs into his shoulder.
She falls so quickly over that edge that she burns, his name on her lips as the waves of her climax rush around her, blood thundering in her ears. She burns with him, hoping he isn’t far behind and hoping so desperately that he’ll hold her after until she can get her feeling back in her toes.
She has no doubts he’d leave her in this state, though, so she rides it out with him and his own, her affection pouring in gold until they’re still as they finally come to a stop. Panting and sweaty and surprisingly needy, she guides his head up to her own, claiming a branding kiss to carry them through the rest of the night.
— FIN
Calypso
suddenly i will never be alone
