Oh, that thing I lost. My eyes open, my Angel is laying half on top of me, both of us breathing heavy. Aftershocks still send my body into quivers if I move too fast, or the wrong part of me. Slowly, no need to rush. I turn, pulling her to me, my lips meeting hers.
"I love you."
Whispered against her lips, then again into her ear. My arms are around her, holding her close. Blankets, those would be nice. There they are, such a wonderfully magical place our bedroom is. Covers now over us, for us to snuggle under.
This is nice, perfect. Well, almost perfect. I force myself from the bliss of not moving and reach towards the bedside night stand. There is her collar, and it takes but a moment to place it back around her slender neck.
"Now it's perfect."
My lips touch her forehead and then my mind shuts down to fully appreciate the perfection.
We must have fallen asleep it was the wee hours of the morning when I was partially aroused from sleep as I felt his erection pressing into my bottom. I smiled wondering what he was dreaming about this night? Mmmm it was so nice to feel his closeness in the semi darkness.
I loved this time of morning, the coveted moments just before one fully awakens so perfect, so surreal.
I wanted him closer still I wondered…
I eased my fingers down between us and with some careful maneuvering I placed the tip of his lovely sleepwalking cock and guided it into my gilded cage pushing back on the very tip slowly and carefully easing him into my honeyed depths.
Careful yesihia you didn’t want to awaken him just yet.
Slow and easy and he was soon buried deep inside me; spooned as we were it was perfection when I felt his arms in slumber tightened around me.
Many mornings my eyes had fluttered open to find him making love to me it awakening me with his passion; what happened next would be a sensual exquisite coupling of souls…
I wanted to return that pleasure to my love this morning if I could.
My hand slid back across his flesh to cup his buttocks pressing him closer, and my other hand guided his to cover my breast as I began to tighten my velvet warmth around his cock gently using my Kegels to arouse the beast I so loved.
We must have drifted off together. My dreams are of her, they always are. My Angel, my love, my everything. I can feel her touching me, the slow way we join, the feel of her sweetest depths slowly pulsing around me. Am I awake or dreaming? Does it matter?
I pull her closer, still not really moving, just flexing my PC muscle and gently moving my erection inside of her. My lips on her skin, she tastes wonderful. My eyes are still closed, savoring the sensation. Dream or not, I never want this to end, this joining is more than just physical, every part of who we are or will be touches.
"Love you."
Whispered murmur into her ear as I touch it with my lips. Barely moving, just muscles from both of us, maybe a slight motion of hips. Slow, soft, sensual, perfection.
A slow motion symphony of perfection enhanced by his whispered words as we move as one perfect being. My increased breathing is the only indication of my arousal and perhaps the fingers sliding down across my own belly seeking out the small nub of flesh that is simply screaming out for my attention or perhaps for his...
“Mmmmmm me loveth you too,” I purr quietly pressing closer into the delightful heat of his chest wanting these precious moments to last forever.
I can feel the heat rising from somewhere deep within my depths insidious and demanding despite the fact I would bid it wait....
Slow like honey we move, almost not moving at all, we could be asleep to someone watching. My arms are around her, and one hand follows hers in its slow languid motion down her supple body. No rush, the whole thing feels good, no need to not savor every moment.
"Perrfect."
Slightly slurred speech, I'm so totally relaxed, no tension, well almost no tension. My erection still flexes and twitches inside her, but even that is something almost fluid. One hand rests on her breast, fingers slowly moving, almost not moving, every moment drawn out and savored.
My other hand follows hers down to her needy skin. I don't rush, just the idle brush of fingers as we two become one.
A delicious sense of languor has permeated every fiber of my being and I feel an indescribable sense of welling.
I am loved, cosseted, protected.
I am exactly where I should be.
I can feel his aura blending with mine it is heady seductive. I can feel myself melting, loosing all sense of self.
His fingers.. my finger... our fingers on my sensitive flesh are shear perfection the heat presses forward inch by inch determined... "mmmmmm"
The words of a song come to my mind and I gently sing them my husky voice filled with love for this man who so exquisitely fills me to completion.
"You fill up my senses like a night in a forest,
Like the mountains in springtime,
Like a walk in the rain, like a storm in the desert,
Like a sleepy blue ocean.
You fill up my senses, come fill me again.
Come let me love you, let me give my life to you,
Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms.
Let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you
Come let me love you, come love me again.
Let me give my life to you,
Come let me love you, come love me again.
You fill up my senses like a night in a forest,
Like the mountains in springtime,
Like a walk in the rain, like a storm in the desert,
Like a sleepy blue ocean.
You fill up my senses, come fill me again."
The words, soft, lilting, perfectly suited to this moment. I find myself humming softly as she sings, our fingers finally reaching that lovely bit of flesh and rubbing it. Again it is soft, slow, relaxed. Just the brushing of fingers and the flexing of muscles. There is no need to rush, this is all we could ever want.
I feel her walls massaging me, my fingers moving over her clitoris, touching it is like touching something within myself. There is no her pleasure, or mine, just ours. Everything done affects us both, we are as close to one as any two people can be. Her pleasure is mine, mine is hers, and slowly, languidly, at the most relaxed pace possible, we move down the road to completion.
The brushing of fingers the flexing of muscles, it is if I can hear his very thoughts so in tune are we .. .symbiotic perfection; even my heart beats in time with his.
My free gently caresses the curve of his bottom loving the subtle play of the muscles beneath the silken flesh as he moves with gentle strength within my secret places...no secret my beloved they are his as they are mine.
The slow burning embers of my desire push the heat a fraction higher as I savor our journey toward our completion feeling every nuance of that which is us in these scared moments.
Slowly, by tiny degrees, by little touches, by the flexing of muscles, by the whispers and heartbeats, we move together towards inevitable completion. Soft movement of hips, touches of fingers, lips brushing skin. Who needs completion? This is perfect, just this.
Soft moans, the differences in skin and sensation as we get closer and closer. Fingers on sensitive skin, right where it is needed most, flexing of muscles, the slowly drawn out sensations of pleasure. I wish this never had to end.
Then it begins to crest, and this is what I never want to end. This, feeling her and myself at this crest together, nothing else is every needed.
Mmmm I am one with my beloved as we begin to crest
I kiss his finger tips gently and with love before pressing them to my heart and holding them there. I too want to remain here for the rest of times.
A small miracle occurs; our heart beats stop, and time stands still allowing us our moment out of time entwined as one being at pinnacle of all that makes sence in this chaotic world...the selfless giving and receiving to one another of all that we are or could ever hope to be..
All to soon Time slides forwards and our collective world explodes into a kaleidoscope of sweet sensation ...
One moment. One singular perfect moment can contain a lifetime, and we have found ours. As pleasure reaches the peak time stops. We savor it, every twitch of muscle, every contraction and spurt. There is only this moment slowly dragged out over minutes of our perception.
"Perfect."
Of course it can't last forever, but it lasted long enough. Slowly time slides back into the languid pace we had before, two bodies, two souls, moving together before fully awakening.
Were we in a blessed dreamland of our own making or in the perfect moments found only in the betwixt and between?
It mattered not we were together!
As he wrapped his arms around me gathering me closer my eyes fluttered closed as I drifted with him still inside me where I would have him remain forever...
"I love you too," were my last murmured words as we drifted off into sweet oblivion together.
We appear as if by magic, already entwined, lips together, landing softly on the bed. I kiss my Angel slowly, arms around her, pulling her close, feeling her body against mine.
I melt under his warm lips moaning in delight thinking that he is right too many clothes...hot in our bedroom... very hot.
Suddenly in a flurry of nimble fingers I go to work undoing buttons belts and zippers as I frantically remove whatever clothing dares to cross my path.
Buttons fly, fabric rips and kisses are placed where heavenly skin is revealed and it is not long before I am cradled in his arms once again, flesh to flesh shivering in delight as nothing separates us.
I fancy that already we have become one entity as I place my lips to his once more...
I debate helping my Angel, but her frenzy of motion convinces me to hold still instead. She is very fast, buttons, zippers, buckles, cloth, all of it falls before her deft fingers until there is nothing left but skin. Only the incredible sensation of skin to skin as she moves against me.
We kiss again, lips spreading fire through our bodies, hands rubbing. I roll her onto her back, my hands finding her wrists and pulling them over her head. Our kiss breaks only so I can watch her eyes as she feels the shackles click around her wrists. Each shackle has a few inches of chain connecting to a longer one that is hidden. I pull it out, revealing a chain that will travel the length of her body. I slowly lay the cool metal along her body, between her perfect breasts, down her abdomen, ending the single chain just above her mound. Two lengths spin off, identical to the ones holding her wrists, these shackles go about her ankles.
My lips find hers again now that she is bound. She has plenty of mobility, but is restricted as well.
"Mmmmmm, you look delicious my love. I need to sample."
Lips and tongue find her neck, her pulse, and slowly begin traveling down.
The kiss deepens sensation filing me deep down to the very core of who I am ...floating...mmmmm...I am floating on a sea of pure bliss ...his lips ...taste.
My eyes fly open and widen as I feel then unmistakable coolness of steel close around my slender wrists, eyes darkening pulse slowing as my psyche recognizes the inanimate yet possessive touch.
My eyes follow his every move devouring.
Small tantalizing pin pricks of sensation ... between my breast, along my belly across my most sacred of secret places.
My lips part, with a small gasp of anticipation as I wonder what my love has in mind this night.
I had been in the mood for this, I wrote it somewhere...
As he binds my ankles there is no escape. my eye lids flutter closed there is darkness, the sound of my own heart beat, the coldness of steel.
Acute awareness of my other half.
Need...it is growing
Hot lips caressing mine...
"Mmmmmm, you look delicious my love. I need to sample."
I arch upward moaning slightly as I feel his lips and tongue as they begin to explore the landscape which is uniquely mine.
Hot lazy streams of ....mmmmm... heart beat skitters in response.
My tongue and lips travel slowly, caressing, tasting, arousing her skin. Her neck, so soft, so warm, down her beating pulse to nibble at her collar bone. Along, lick, nibble, to the lovely little hollow where they meet, down her sternum. At first I pretend to ignore her breasts, then move up and over each sensual peak.
"Mmmm, my love, my Angel."
Tongue sneaks around her distended nipples, curling around the hard nubs. Lips around the base, tongue flicking rapidly over her nipple. So lovely, so tasty. Release, trail lips and tongue across. Ohhh, there's another one. My lips repeat, sealing around her other nipple, tongue circling just the tip. Gently release, give it a soft kiss, back downward. Mmm, delightful abs, each muscle gets traced with my tongue and lips, little nibbles.
"Oh, look at this."
My tongue pokes into her belly button, swirling, sucking gently, kissing the skin around it as my tongue works inside of it. Soft sounds, soft skin, my mind slips into bliss. I leave it, and nibble below her navel, slowly, slowly, down lower...
"Mmmmmmm," my teasing angel is driving me insane. My trembling flesh dissolves into a liquid puddle of desire, I feel like jelly from head to toe and still he ….
Small licks & nibbles… his lips and teeth a fiery brand
"Mmmm, my love, my Angel."
Whispered words push my desire up another notch.
I am so very close …" ummmmmmmmm," I squirm under his sensual lips moaning desperately when his tongue claims my very sensitive nipples.
Down Down down ..the rabbit hole... my coherent mind disappears down after him
“Pleeeeeeese my love I cannot……”.
"Oh, look at this."
“Ohhhhhhhhh…”
The cold chain with which he has bound me causes me to shiver as it shifts from place to place as I gently squirm under his devilish touch.
“Angel ..supposed to be..my angel…devil ….bad..good ohhhhhhh ..pleeese.”
I can't help but smile, hearing my Angel begging. I love her so, the fact that she trusts me so completely, the closeness I feel is more important than the physical acts. Of course the physical has benefits as well...
Humming softly, teeth and lips, down down, and circle to the left away from that most needy of places. Tongue slowly traces her smooth thigh, up and down, nibbles on occasion as I cover every inch of her inner leg with attention. Back up now, nibbles, licks, kisses, up up smooth thigh. Up and over her need again, down the other leg.
"So tasty..."
Teeth and tongue again, so much long slender leg to caress and lavish attention on. Up and down, round and round, smooth skin, tasty under my attention. I could do this forever, just this and nothing more. Still, I know she wants other things. Back up her leg, just inside her full lower lips, then up and back to her navel.
"I think there was something else you were in the mood for, wasn't there?"
I reach to the side of the bed and find the nipple clamps, smiling teasingly at her as I reach towards her beautiful breasts.
My eyes flutter closed and I slow my rapid breathing …
Inhale slowly, exhale slowly…
Tis a slow litany of sorts from within which I am able to simply savor the ecstasy of his tormenting sensuous mouth as it travels over every inch of my hypersensitive skin. He is touching every inch of my body except for the very places I desire it the very most.
“Mmmmmmm,” I refuse to imagine his lips on my more intimate places it would simply be my undoing.
He is consuming me; I am slowly disappearing as he takes my control from me.
Melting
His ….
"I think there was something else you were in the mood for, wasn't there?"
My eyes shoot open to be immediately encounter his twin orbs as they bore into mine scorching me deep down to my visceral core.
My breath stills and my eyes darken with desire as he dangles a pair of clover clamps like a hypnotist’s pendulum from his enticing wicked fingers…
I watch her eyes as I display the clamps, those wonderful soulful eyes. I smile, leaning closer, letting the clamps rest against her breasts, trailing them idly along the wonderful skin.
"Please. You're so polite my love."
My lips touch hers, briefly, heatedly, just another spark before I reach for her breasts. Her nipples are already erect, but I must play with them a little more. Fingertips rub gently, coaxing them just a little more. Such a perfect being, I can't help but smile as I gently pinch one nipple, plumping it.
"Yes, I will give you what you asked so nicely for."
I hold just below her nipple, press the clamp open, carefully move over her nipple, slowly, very slowly, let it close over the distended skin. Now the other. Again I rub it softly, this time I trail the clamp over it, a lovers caress between clamp and skin. Open the clamps, gently, very gently, let it close over the nipple. Smile at her, give the chain connecting the clamps a quick tug.
"I'll let you chose how much you pull."
I hook the chain connecting the clamps to the chain that snakes down her sensuous body. Now if she pulls legs or arms too much she will tug on her nipples.
"Very lovely. Now we'll see what I can do with your burning desire."