Song: Let’s Make A Night To Remember
Artist: Bryan Adams
"I love the way ya look tonight
With your hair hangin' down on your shoulders
N' I love the way ya dance your slow sweet tango
The way ya wanna do everything but talk
And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes
Your breath on my body makes me warm inside
Let's make out - lets do something amazing
Let's do something that's all the way
Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go...
Let's make a night - to remember
From January - to December
Let's make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Let's make honey baby - soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin' - sweet surrender
Let's make a night - to remember - all life long"
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Desiree slowly swayed to the music softly playing from her radio player. Slowly her body moved to the sounds of the music as the fire, providing the only light, played with her body casting loving shadows and light upon her slender form clad in her white silk night gown. Out in the dark night a gentle storm rolled across the sky above the small cabin, as she continued to dance, her hands moving to her sable hair as her eyes closed as she began to sing along with the lyrics of the song. Little did she know that she was being watched with much interest.
Mark had just stepped out of the bedroom fresh from his shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist to cover himself. A low rumble rose in his throat as he watched Desiree's hips sway softly as the silk of her gown gave the allusion of her floating in her movements. Her back was to him giving him full reign to admire her lush derrière. He could tell that she wasn't wearing any panties.
Slowly she turned around and opened her eyes to see Mark drinking in her body with his green eyes that glittered with lust and passion. She continued dancing as her eyes washed over his body. He was magnificent with clothing on, but standing in the doorway of their bedroom with droplets of water slowly trickling down his chest , there were not words to describe him. She looked down at his towel and knew that she had his fill attention. Slowly she smiled and held open her arms to him.
"Dance with me," she softly said as her body kept moving. Mark said nothing only slowly strode to her dancing form, his hands grasping her hips and hauling her close to him so she could feel his hardness press into her as he began to move with her. She moaned softly and began kissing the droplets of water that ran down his chest and over his nipples as she braced his forearms. Mark groaned softly, her kisses sending flames licking across his skin and her soft breath fanned the flames even further. He too closed his eyes and began to grind himself into her as he breathed in the smell of her special perfume, which always made his loins tighten painfully.
She responded readily by moving her hands to his hips and pulling him closer grinding with him as her pulse began to quicken and a moistness began to gather in her own sex. Her lips continued moving across his chest nibbling on his nipples as he brought his own lips to her shoulders. Their breathing had long passed quickened and their desires grew with each sway of their bodies.
Carefully, Mark lifted Desiree and wrapped her legs around his waist as he lowered the straps of her night gown to reveal her full breast. He continued to move to the music grinding himself up against her as he suckled her breast in the most tender and loving way. Desiree cried out and cradled his head to her breast as he loving caressed her back with his hands. Her body was on fire as her nails began to rake at his back as he caught one dusty pink nipple between his teeth biting and rolling it between them.
Her moans and his heartfelt growls mingled and danced with one another just as their bodies did. Soon it became too much and Mark walked to the bearskin rung in front of the fireplace and gently lowered Desiree to the lush and warmed rug. He then removed her night gown fully exposing her wonton body. Unable to control her hands, Desiree reached up to her kneeling lover and with one fluid movement removed his towel and tossed it to the other side of the room.
Mark lowered himself to her open arms and their lips met in a passionate kiss that rocked the very foundations of their souls. They tasted and fed of each other's lips as if it were their very last kiss. Almost as if they depended on each other for the very next breath. They rejoiced at the hot feeling of each other's bodies next to one another and the sparks and flames they created.