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Passion in their World ....... by Geni_inaBottle

She lay back on the pillows drenched in the sunlight that covered the bed. Rainbows and light danced on the walls around her as she listened to his soft soothing voice. Through the window she could see the treetops full of birds who sang and busied themselves, a perfect day for man and beast. Sun shining, clear blue skies and as shimmer of wind danced through the leaves.

His voice was all she could hear; her eyes closed as his soft deep tones took her away. Her heart beat faster, her breathing quickened. His voice narrating how he touched her, how he kissed her, each touch, each kiss sending surges of electricity through her.

Her eyes were closed but the sun on her face sent swirls of colour to her mind, dancing in front of her, changing colours as he spoke softly to her. Lavenders, orange, deep reds and magentas danced through her head, an abstract vision of love and sensuality, of want and desire.

She felt him next to her, his hands moving down her body, his lips on her neck, kissing softly, slowly moving along the curve of her neck, each touch changing the colours in her minds eye, changing the sensations in her body.

His hands brushed over her breasts, circling each nipple slowly and patiently. The heat of his body warmed her; she could feel him so close to her. She moaned softly, lost in his voice, his touch, the feel of his nails grazing over her belly made her back arch just slightly. His lips continued to graze over her skin, over each curve of her body, she moaned in delight, in amazement of the effect he had on her. Completely lost in their world, nothing else but them, no distractions, no hesitation, and no fear. Just pure emotion and sensation moved through the lovers, the intensity of their presence lifted them to a different place. His hands continued to glide softly over her body moving between her thighs, finding the spot that made her whimper in ecstasy. His touch burnt into her, igniting a fire deep within her. She could hear his breathing getting harder and deeper, her hands moved to stroke him, finding him hard and eager for her touch. Slowly her hand moved along him in rhythm to her breathing. She knew his eyes were closed as he felt and savored every sensation. Her body was now arching against his hand as he traced his fingers between her thighs.

She was now flushed as he teased her passion. Colours now filled her mind, changing to a deep richness as her excitement increased.

She gave into it completely, her body now floating above her, the intensity of his touch conquering their smoldering passion and fuelling it towards a climatic eruption. She gave into it, unable to struggle against it any longer. His tongue moved slowly into her mouth memorize every detail, savor every taste. The deeper his tongue moved into her mouth the hungrier the kiss became. Her body now afire with want and desire writhed under his touch. She could feel his breath on her skin, his lips on her body. His fingers touched and teased her until she thought she would die in exquisite agony. Her hand moved along him feeling his hardness throbbing in her hand. His moans deep and throaty fuelled her excitement further. She knew him well; she instinctively knew when he was close to exploding. His touch moving over her was now too much for her to hold back. She could feel the heat increasing, she knew that rush of intense heat was about to surge from her.

His voice brought her closer, in her ear he whispered to her, encouraged her, begged her to come for him.

In that moment she lost control, her body arched and tensed as the burning orgasm surged throughout her. She called his name as the rapture overcame her, his moans now loud, his breathing rapid, she knew he was about to come with her.

In ecstasy and in unison as if on queue they both came hard and powerfully. It overtook her, as it always did with him. The burning now seeping into every pore, each of them soaked in perspiration. The wetness came pouring from her, in a sudden torrent. Her body convulsing over and over as the orgasm surged through her. She thought she would die as the electricity sent bolts through her. He had come hard, exploding over himself; his body hot and wet. They lay quiet, no sound except for their laboured breathing. Their bodies floating high up over the bed. Her hand moved her damp hair out of her face; she smiled to herself as she heard between his deep breathing him whispering how he loved her.

The colours in her head swirled in a beautiful display. She lay there in the warmth of the sun, her body heated by their passion. She didn�t want this to end, she felt so good with him, they were so good together and he made love to her like no man had ever been able to. She loved him and wanted this to last forever. They were not ready to part yet, they chatted a while longer, both smiling as the after glow of their intense love making subsided. They chatted here and there, but mostly just lay with a smile on their faces, the sighs and breathing being all that they needed. It was now hours later and they knew it was time to leave. She whispered again to him �Goodnight my darling, I love you�. He was drifting in and out of sleep, the ecstasy of her touch draining him completely, and he dozed in bliss. They said their good byes, God how they hated that time in each day.

She lay back on her pillows the sunlight drenching her bed, warming her. She opened her eyes and saw the sun had moved and it was now afternoon. Reality began to nudge at her and she fought to subside it. It was time to go she knew, she hated this moment, she hated how she would have to get up and dress and continue her day, while he slept alone, with her in his arms another world away. The phone in her hand became cold and reminded her how fragile and hard this love was.

� by Geni-inaBottle 2002