These 4 walls are holding on to our secrets while you lick the frosting of your fingertips.
You use my inner thighs as your pillow as you regain strength for another round..
Eventhough you've consumed all of my energy i dont mind being drained by you..Saved by you..
Naked..
I'm on the bed naked, adorned with leftovers of your party.
We still got some celebrating to do..
And that's okay, exploring takes time..
And time does not like to be rushed..We find our way on the cold floor..
We don't speak..
We just listen what our bodies are craving for..
Each long stroke comes with commitment, fulfillment and gratitude..
No more solitude..
It's like these walls want in on our story..We become one..
You pull me off the floor and pin me towards the window
What a way to put small spaces to use..
I am yours but tonight you don't mind if the world's watchingThis is our love story..
And we'll explore each chapter bit by bit..You fill me up completely and I'm biting my lips not to scream
Not to vanish in the world of doubt..
Not to ruin this perfect moment but..
"Why didn't he call me all day?"
We lock eyes again and I'm lost in translation, lost in the glow, lost in his captivity. He knows exactly how to keep me focused on him while he works his way down on me..
& with the last bit of breath I ask him to make a wish..