Thunder 2 - Warmth
Patt
The sun is shining through the skylight.
It's making me warm all over.
I glance over and see my thunder.
My life.
My reason for living.
Sounds like a Hallmark card, doesn't it?
But it's true.
Well, I decided that I'm going to make my thunder break loose.
I start by kissing him all over.
Starting at his lucious mouth.
I would die for those lips.
Then I travel to his ear lobes.
Jesus, I'm hard already.
He's moaning in his sleep.
I know it won't be long till my Thunder wakes.
I'm licking his nipples.
They're hard as a rock.
He loves this.
He's fully awake now.
As he looks into my eyes, I smile and take his cock into my mouth.
He's making a lot of noise.
I've turned down my senses.
I know he'll be loud.
And I want him to be able to, without worrying.
I did the same thing that he did last night and
gave him my fingers to suck on.
And the moist fingers found their way into him.
Fingers entered him and he was calling out my name.
I started sucking harder and harder.
And I added another finger.
By the time I got to three, he was screaming, "I need your lightening."
Oh man, what he does for me.
I got him in his special spot and he is screaming louder and louder.
All of a sudden he's coming.
The whole time he's saying, my lightening.
I flip him over, quickly.
I'm ready to explode.
Oh yes, his lightening is about to hit.
I get him ready super fast and enter.
He's already hard again.
So I whisper in his ear about how much I love my Thunder.
And he's panting harder and harder.
It does the same thing to him that it does to me.
I have to start to angle properly so he'll come with me.
I need his Thunder along with my Lightening.
I hit his spot three times and he's chanting my name.
And we both come at the same time.
As we relax, I take him in my arms and kiss him.
I love this man so much.
I find it hard to believe that he's able to do this to me.
He knows exactly what to say and do to make me hot.
Hell, sometimes he doesn't even need to do either.
Just standing there and I'm hot for him.
Or as Blair says, 'you're warm for my form'.
Yes, this man makes me very happy.
My form wants to be his forever.
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