I stare at her as she breathes my name with a whisper and a
smile. The world around us is fogged and
unimportant. I am consumed by her yearning,
wrapped in her touch. I trace her
freckled skin with my eyes while she writhes upon me, searching for a pinnacle. Her hands tighten; pleasure escapes her lips
as I feel her heat rush over me. She
smiles perfect and exhausted but waits without words giving me permission to
follow. Easily, I oblige, pushing myself
deep into her and over the edge all in a few simple but wondrous seconds.
Photo Title: C1-1
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: The Sensual Eye
Location of Work: deviantArt
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