Many thought they have experimented with the idea of love and sex but never felt the passion another can give. Is there really anyone out there that can give both to another and the same back? Sometimes thinking there is no hope and just wanting to give up, all emotions are pushed aside and just go on with life as best as they could.
Until one night, everything changed and she would never be the same again when she met him. He had piercing hazel eyes and a voice that just melted her away with bliss. Even though they only talked once in awhile with small talk she could not fight the feeling she had inside her that something was about to happen. Not knowing he had his sight on her for a while, he finally gave in for a night they would never forget.
They go back to his house wanting each other like no other before. As the woman walks over towards the couch, she sits next to the edge, focusing her eyes on him. He walks towards her; she can see his eyes slowly looking up and down her silky white long legs, as she is wearing a short black silk skirt. He notices her thin white top is unbutton half way exposing her breast while her long dark hair gently sits upon her chest heaving slowly. He slowly sits next to her, looking upon her red wet lips half way open. They look into each other's eyes, he notices her eyes get brighter with anticipation as she bites down on her lower lip. He leans forward into her, grabbing her by the hair gently pulling her head back exposing her long white neck. He gently kisses the nape of her neck as they lean onto the couch.
He puts his hand slowly up her skirt feeling her soft silky thighs, his lips start going up to her lips and they begin to kiss. She pulls him in tighter, her chest heaving rapidly and faster as her heart is pounding, while her hands start slowly going up his shirt. He suddenly stops and smiles, while still staring into her eyes, he takes off his shirt. As he is taking off his shirt, she slowly moves her hands up his thighs. He leans back onto her; he starts to feel every inch of her wet moist lips with his tongue. When he starts to feel her chest moving rapidly, she moves her hands to the middle of his back scraping her nails gently up and down his spine. He slowly lifts up his head, starring into her eyes with concern saying, "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to." She gives him a smile with ease then gently whispers in his ear, "I know . . . But I want to."