Lost in Her

Sliding my hand from her cheek to cradle her head, I am surrounded by her scent, surrounded by vanilla and lavender. I wanted to lose myself in this beautiful woman before me. Looking into her eyes, I saw the depth of my feelings mirrored back at me. I knew she loved me, maybe not as much, but nearly as much and that was all I could ask for.

I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss to her lips, tasting her lip gloss mingled with the tears shed not long ago. I felt my lover's arms wrap around me and knew everything was going to be alright now. She had a fierce temper and would come to anger quickly but when it was gone, her love was always all the more powerful. It was a rollercoaster ride, but for me, it was a rollercoaster worth riding. We held each other close, fed off each other's warmth then fed off each other's desire.

I loved the feel of her body against mine. The feel of her hips and the way they fit so neatly against my own. The feel of her belly pressed against mine. The feel of her breasts rising and falling against my own as we both began to breathe heavier, faster. I felt her hand at the small of my back pressing me closer still. Her other hand slid to my belly and stroked me lovingly as she let it travel further still to cup my breast. She knew my body better than any other and knew how to touch me, knew how to love me, knew how to make me feel like the most important woman in the world.

She caressed my breast until her hand traveled back down and slid under my t-shirt. The feel of her warm hand to my skin was familiar, yet always wonderful. She slid her hand back up to my breast and stroked my skin. Her fingers to my nipple, gently rolled it between her thumb and finger, causing it to tighten as electric currents ran through my breast then throughout my body. She ran her mouth over my neck, my shoulders, my chest.

I pulled aside the straps to her tank top, and trailed kisses down to her breasts. I moved my hand to her breast and wrapped the other around her waist, holding her close. Taking the bud of her nipple in my mouth I sucked on it lovingly as she let her hand travel to the waistband of my pajama bottoms. Sliding past the bottoms then my panties, she went further still to feel the wetness gathering between my legs. Letting her fingers caress the bud of my clitoris, I knew she could feel it harden to her touch and hear my breath catch as she continued to stroke me.

She pulled off my t-shirt, my pajama bottoms then my panties and I stood before her naked, waiting for her. She took off her tank top, then her jeans and the rest of her clothes until she was also bare. I sat on the bed and moved to fully stretch out. She knelt on the bed and on hands and knees made a trip with her lips over my flesh, pausing only to caress with her tongue over my ankle, my calf, my knee, my thigh, my hip. The closer she got the more my body tingled with anticipation. I could feel her breath on my skin and I knew she was close without even looking.

I spread my legs wide for her as she lay next to me. I could feel her hands stroke my inner thighs and before I knew it her lips placed kisses against my tender flesh. Softly, her damp mouth traveled over my mound and caused my body to tremble. When her tongue snaked out over my lips, my body jumped at the shock waves it created. Her tongue slid over my tender skin again and again until I became swollen with the need to feel more. She moved her hands to either side of my thighs and pulled me wider, baring my clitoris to her before she licked. When she ran her tongue over my flesh, I moaned, unable to contain the need any longer.

I moved my hands to her thighs, stroked her skin and ran my tongue up her inner thighs. I could smell her rising need and I had to taste her the way she was tasting me. I rolled to my side, in order to face her, wrapped my arm around her thigh and leaned in to kiss the soft skin of her lips. I could feel her intake of breath against my skin and it drove me on. I could see her wetness and I had to taste her. I gently pulled her lips apart and let my tongue stroke her flesh. I loved the taste of her on my tongue and dipped in further to taste more of her.

The sensation of her mouth on me and the taste of her on my lips and tongue threaten to drive me over the edge but I wanted to her to cum and I wouldn't stop until she did. I used my tongue and fingers to make love to her until she cried out with her orgasm. I sucked and lapped up all the evidence of her glory, felt her pulsate around my fingers and tongue.

Her movements on me had stilled through her orgasm but she started up again. It was my turn. I was so close to ecstasy, the sensation of her tongue back on my flesh in combination with the movement of her fingers drove me to cry out as I came. My body pulsated and I rode wave after wave of my orgasm. Her mouth never left me until the spasms slowed and eventually ended.

She moved to wrap her arms around me and we held each other, stroked each other lovingly. I don't know how long we lay entwined. It didn't matter. I was lost in her and hoped the night would last forever.