Thighs spread and hands grasping two curls of the platinum metal, she kneels for him at the head of the bed. As she arches her back, the soft light streaming in from the other room falls across the curves of her bare petite form. Climbing up behind her, he kisses up the length of her back to her neck, their mouths and tongues at last meeting, melting and merging as he presses in his hard nakedness. With one strong smooth hand around her pert breast and the other slowly feeding his thick pulsating cock into her dripping sex, their wait is finally over.
FOLLOW THE MINX
Waiting is exquisite. The reward after the wait, more exquisite still.
This is delightful but there was one moment when I was yanked out of my pleasant fantasy — if he's kissing his way up her back to her neck, how can they kiss? Did she turn her head around 180 degrees? I'm confused.
(Yes, I obsess over things like this. How sad.)
Still, delightful imagery….
— PB
Thank you PB…
As you know, I like a certain economy in my writing and as such didn't really want to describe every single action. Once he's at the top of her neck her mouth is a mere whisper away…
It does take talent to write sparingly. God knows I can never manage it myself. 😉
— PB