Part 8
AJ crawled up Howie's body, planting a soft kiss on Howie's sweaty forehead as he pulled him into his arms and held his still shaking body. Howie turned slightly and draped his arm over AJ's waist, pulling him closer. He was still breathing erratically, and he had yet to find his voice after his mind-blowing orgasm.
They lay entwined together as they recovered in each others arms, finding comfort and solace in the embrace. Neither spoke; content in the comfortable silence, but they did not need words to convey their feelings. Even as they lay there their hands wondered, slowly meandering over each others bodies, mapping them for future reference. Gentle hands moved across chests, along thighs and up and down spines; discovering all the sensitive points and reveling in the responses they received.
Even as their hands discovered the physical, their minds completed the mental connection, as they stared into each others eyes, never breaking eye contact as they watched each other in the moonlight. They needed no words, their every emotion was visible in their expressions, and each could see the same depth of emotion reflected in the face of the other.
Here, in this place of serenity and bliss, time had no meaning for these two lovers. Everything else faded, to them the only thing that existed was each others touch, the warmth rising from their skin, and the knowledge that they had finally found the one thing they had been searching for their entire lives, a complete, all encompassing, unconditional love.