"The Loss Of Reason" Amy [2] 2

Finally I was able to relax. I didn’t know what it was, the dark, his heartbeat in my ear as we lay between the red satin sheets, his sweet smell or all three. The silence surrounded us, all I could hear was the air conditioner and his heart beating as I lay on his chest. He whispered in my ear, “I love you.”1

Three words, eight letters, and a single feeling that it sent up my spine as the warmth from his breath filled my ear. I tilted my head to where I was looking him in the face, “I love you to…” I was cut off as his lips pressed against mine. I was caught off guard in mid-word my mouth was already open and he took it as an invitation. I felt his tongue as it slipped into my mouth. And when it did time stopped and the room started to spin, like it always did.2

There was something different about this kiss though, it left me longing more. I rolled over to where I was perched on top of him with out even breaking the kiss. My hands slid slowly down from his broad shoulders down past his abs to his waist. I found the bottom of his shirt and slipped my hands under it. I slid them back up, slower this time as I silently analyzed his every detail.3

Catching on he grabbed my waist and we rolled over again. I proceeded to remove his shirt completely. I broke the kiss and began to gently bite his neck; he loved it the proof was growing against my leg. I ran my nails down his back, and he released a moan into my neck as he started to lift my shirt over my head. The chill of the air conditioner and the silky feel of the sheets made the warmth of his skin on mine all the more pleasurable. I slowly moved from his neck to his chest; kissing him in the center of his chest as I began to unbutton his jeans. His arms wrapped around me as I slipped his pants down as far as my hands could reach. He unclasped my bra. Before I had realized it my bra had joined our shirts on the floor. 4

He was starting to take control, and I had no complaints every inch of my body longed for him, needed his immediate attention. He kissed my neck as he started to unbutton my pants. I felt him slide down pulling my pants with him as he kissed my chest, in between my breasts, my stomach, and right above my blue string bikini bottom. His hands on my lower thighs he pulled the string with his teeth. It came untied with no problems and it ended up on the floor with my bra and shirt.5

My fingers intertwined in his hair pulling him back up to the top part of my body that was begging for his immediate attention. He kissed my bikini line then crawled back up in the bed. I wrapped my legs around him catching the elastic of his silk boxers with my feet and slipping them down around his ankles as he kissed me again.6

Slowly he lowered himself onto me and I felt him enter me as gently as he could. I could tell he was trying to make me enjoy this as much as he was, if he only knew the pleasure that I got from the feeling of his smooth skin rubbing up against mine. My back arched as I bit his neck to silence the scream of joy that had been building up in the back of my throat since he first crawled on top of me. I gave myself over finally to lustful impulses as the two of us became a tangle of limbs moving as one with the sheets incasing us.