The Furious Dance of the Infinite

His fingers plunged within her, met with warmth and inviting moisture. Her groans filled his ears while any residual softness evaporated. He moved his fingers in slow circles, feeling her silkiness envelop him fully. He studied her face, eyes closed, lips slightly parted. Her hair splayed out on the pillow while her hand dug into the sheets above her head. He curled his fingers towards himself, and as though on demand, her back arched up—breath escaping through her teeth in bursts.

With his other hand he slid the silk chemise up her stomach, delighting the exposed skin. He leaned forward to reach further, his hardened cock brushing her thigh. His stomach lurched as sensation rushed through him. He slid the chemise up over her enclosed breasts as he felt a few drops of moisture gathering on his end. His fingers worked simultaneously, one set pressing in deeper, the other sliding under the bra to expose her erect nipples. In one swift movement his mouth was enveloping  the entire rose.

Her hands found his hair, and began working hungry fingers down to his face. She guided him to her mouth and breathed him in. Her tongue worked against his lips before plunging in deeply. She heard his breath catch…felt his hair escaping him. With deft fingers she unbuckled his belt, undid his snap and slid down the zipper. She could feel how firm he was against her dripping warmth. She worked his pants down his hips and looked down just in time to see him spring free. She was again taken back at the beauty of seeing him. He was everything.

He felt her hand close around him and heard the sigh of appreciation. Electricity surged through every cell in his body as she tightened her grip. He felt the tip of himself pressed against her clitoris as she began using him to pleasure herself. A mixture of long, slow draws back and forth and quick little circles. He could feel how wet she had become as she teased him, just barely allowing him entrance before moving him out again. He felt like he might explode before she had even invited him in. His hands gripped the sharpness of her hips, attempting to draw her down. She resisted…continuing to use him for her own purposes.

As she began to build, it became harder to resist dropping down onto him. She covered his lips with her own, breasts pressing against his bare chest.  As she gave him a long deep stroke of her tongue in her mouth, she allowed her body to fully embrace him. With a gasp she felt him fill her completely. She sat perfectly still as her body adjusted around his length…giving a little squeeze. She bent over him, mouth inviting, as she kissed him.

With a deft movement, he slipped out from under her and arranged himself on top of her. He pushed as far in as her body would allow, until he had been taken in fully. Her breathing quickened as he began to move above and within her. The pressure of her body wrapped around him was almost more than he could bare; holding himself in check was nearly impossible. He dipped his fingers in the oil from the bedside before sliding his hand in between them. In rhythm with his movements he began caressing her firm jewel.

He built her up. She felt herself summiting the mountain…a slow climb to ecstasy. Just as she began to near the peak he began thrusting quicker. Without warning orgasm poured down her head, through her veins, down to her toes. Electricity ricocheted through every synapse as Earth slipped away. She found herself among galaxies and the infinite for a brief and everlasting moment…all time stopped around her.

He could feel sex pulsing through her body as he allowed instinct to draw him in deeper and faster. He felt their bodies slapping together as the intensity increased—his strength nearing its breaking point. As she created the very top of the mountain he allowed lightening to hit. He felt that brief eternity before his body exploded within her. He felt the transcendence of her body welcoming all of him—the staccato song of passion.

They lay there for endless moments, sweat and sex mingling together. Safety and comfort in the wild and furious dance. The familiarity of their embrace guiding their way back home.