Song Fiction: Carnal Cabin Knowledge

Slow

Song Choice: Slow- Jamie Foxx

Oooh oooooh ooohohohhhooo (oh oh oh oh)
Oooh oooooh ooohohohhhooo (oh oh oh oh)

There's so much shit I wanna do, to you (you you you you)
First you gotta step into this room (room room room)
Look into my eyes
I'm gonna look right into yours
Cut the lights off
But don't you close the door
Tonight I'm gonna make my hallways echo you (you you you)

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Shelly opens the door to the cabin as she holds her night bag in her hand. All the lights are off and the only thing that illuminates the room are candles everywhere. Someone obviously had taken the time to do everything right. She steps into the cabin her nerves jumping all over the place. Noah had given her the place and the time but pretty much nothing else. She shuts the door behind her as she walks over to the soft sofa placing her bag down. This was it she had waited so long to see him, to be with him and now the time had finally come. So why the hell did her mouth feel so dry and her body was major tense?

"Noah are you here," she calls out looking around the wooden cabin. Everything around her was beautifully crafted and looked right out of the pages of a southern living magazine. When he mentioned cabin over the phone her excitement just to actually be alone with him clouded everything else like the fact that this was their first time meeting. Would he like what he see? Would he be disappointed? The what if's simply begin to crowd her mind but she quickly pushes them back as she looks at the flat screen above the fireplace that reads:

Come to the bedroom

Those four simple words begin to make all of her sweet juices flow into the correct places as a slow smile lifts her lips as she slowly kicks off her shoes. She moves towards the stairs leading up to a possible bedroom as she comes to stand in front of a door. She walks into the room and tea candles are around the bed illuminating it and the room. A high four poster bed with rich burgundy sheets and a headboard crafted for a king sat against the wall as a sheer canopy cover draped around it. She was in simple awe at the sheer beauty of it not hearing the door shut behind her.

"Don't turn around stay just as you are."

Shelly feels her breath catch as he moves up behind her. She gasp in surprise and shock as she feels soft lips touch the side of her neck slowly nipping down. She wants this, she wants him so bad that her body begins to shake with a need so comprehensive she grips her knees to keep herself up straight as she becomes instantly wet.

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Now pull my shirt off
Pull your jeans down
Oh baby take your time
Now turn around
As our bodies catch the mirror
Let me grind into the song
I'm gonna do you all night long

And now we go slow, slow, slow (you you you)
And now we go slow, slow, slow

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"Noah," she breathes as she feels his fingers sliding under her shirt caressing her nipples as they become fully hard and erect. She was so ecstatic she had decided to wear a summer tee Cami and leave off her bra because of the heat. Shelly arches back into him as his fingers pinches her nipples ever so slowly making their way down the front of her leggings. She trembles in his hand as he plays her clitoris like plugging a guitar string fluidly. Moans, her own begin to echo throughout the room as she feels him slide one then two slowly in and out of her.