He pulled her plump body close to his, wrapping his strong arms around her as he relished in the sweet scent of her jasmine perfume and the silky feeling of her bare skin. She snuggled closer to him, feeling so safe and warm within his arms. "Of all the things I could ever want or need at this given moment in time, you are the only thing that I want and need," she breathed in a whisper. "You. Here. To hold me in your arms. It is the only place where no one and nothing else exists but you and me. Your arms are the only place where I can truly be happy. When you hold me, I have no worries or fears, and I feel so happy and peaceful."
He smiled as she laid her head upon his chest and lightly stroked her hair. Contentedly she sighed and let her fingers idly play with the fabric of his shirt. "I love you John," she said softly as she closed her eyes. "I love you too Christy," he replied, running his fingers through her dark brown silken tresses.
Christy giggled and nipped playfully at the bit of stubble on his chin before replying in a teasing manner, "Yea, well you had better." Playing along, John arched a brow in surprise and asked, "Are you trying to start something here my love?" She pondered his question as if she really was thinking about it and then replied, "Well I suppose that all depends on your perspective of it all." John laughed and nipped at her ear before lowering his lips to her neck and sucking lightly on it.
Christy brushed her hair away from her neck so that it would not get into his mouth as he caressed her neck with his lips. Closing her eyes, she moaned softly with desire, as her hands caressed every inch of his body that they could reach. "John," she said almost breathlessly. "Yes, love?" he asked as he nipped her neck and caressed her plump, milky white thighs with his hands.
"Make love to me, "she said breathlessly as the wet desire between her legs grew in eager anticipation. His hands made quick work of removing her shirt and bra, before he laid her back upon the bed. Licking and nibbling on her nipples, his hands snaked their way down to her shorts, undoing them and working to get them off of her body.
She eagerly helped him, slipping the shorts down her long legs and tossing them to the side. All that remained between her being entirely nude and him was a pair of high cut, white cotton panties. Not wanting to rush things too much, though she was desperate for more, she pulled him down on top of her and seized his lips with her own, kissing him passionately as whimpers and moans of desire rose from deep within her throat.
He kissed her back with an equal force and passion, as he slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his ever hardening and throbbing cock. John pulled back from the kiss long enough to remove his shirt, only to be pulled back on top of Christy, her lips devouring his once again and her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.
