Embrace

I think I feel you speeding up your thrusts, but I'm not sure. How long have you been in me? A minute? An hour? A day? A week? I don't know. I am not sure of anything other than my own desire to you. But my own pressure is building much too fast. I'm trying to hold on because I want you to cum first. I do. I do. I do. But I can't. The fire inside me burns and every thrust from you ignites me, sends me to a higher level until there is nothing more I can do. The fire inside me explodes in a combustion that spills all over our stomachs making us sticky and slick. But in my throes of ecstasy, I hold you tighter and you thrust faster...and faster...and faster...and faster until...for the second time tonight, my eyes burst open and a cry escapes my lips as an indescribable rumbling escapes yours and I feel you leave your mark in me...again...and again...until finally, you are still and the only sound is our breathing.

We lay there, unmoving. Me wrapped around you trapped inside of me. There is no time. There is no space. There is only us. I am aware of you shifting, but I have no idea where I am. Are those my legs and arms? Or do they belong to someone else? Is that your face I see? I have no idea. I only know that, at this moment, I am sated and fulfilled. And I will go to sleep a happy...