Calling his name

December 10, 2016 by sirensong1208 9 Comments

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She wakes in the night

a voice rousing her from her dreams.

It is her own

calling his name.

Her eyes adjust to the darkness.

The stillness surrounding her like a soft blanket.

He’s in her mind

as he always is.

She says his name

softly

once

twice

and like a wraith in the night he is there.

He draws her into his arms

skin against skin

hard against soft

breast to chest

hip to hip.

They cannot get any closer.

She is intoxicated by his scent

by how he feels.

He kisses her

gently at first

then 

more insistently

passion flaming at the first touch of tongues.

They become lost in each other

in the contact

in their connection.

As they kiss

skin is pressed

caresses are felt

fingers questing along curves and lines

his

and hers.

He finds her

warm

wet

yielding.

She arches into him

nipples hard against his chest.

Wanting more

needing more.

His knee presses her thighs open

followed by his hands

stroking

teasing

pushing her over the edge.

Her hands reach for him

as he slowly enters her

filling her

his heat now part of hers.

He stills as she wraps her legs around him

pulling him deeper.

Wanting to prolong the moment

when they are closer than close.

Never wanting to wake

from this dream.

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*A repost from last year now with added audio.

©SirenSong1208

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