Fingers entwined, holding each other on the couch, snuggling into your warmth, periodically kissing your bicep, breathing you in like a drug…that heady spin I get from a deep inhalation of your scent.
Your arms wrapped around me at the end of the day, taking me in, blocking the world out…my cheek against your shoulder, or buried in your neck.
Kisses held longer, at times no one expects…right before I leave for work, your tongue chasing mine, your hands on my breasts, on my cunt.
Time alone, exploring each other’s souls and skin.
Your hand twisted up in my hair, pulling…holding me down…words spoken hungrily through clenched teeth…your eyes, unblinking, black, drinking me in. That alone could make me cum.
More of you…with me.