He falls into her arms
takes a breath
a glance
a handful of her hair
and kisses her
in a frenzy of pleasure
and relief
he lies beside her
watches her bare breasts
rise and fall
and relaxes
running the night through his mind
how she slipped the dress
from around her neck
and pressed her flesh to his
how he slid his lips
over smooth shoulders
and how she trembled at his touch
he can see every moment
as he tossed her to the bed
(not so gently)
in a moment of unbridled passion
how he knew he needed her
then
and
there
he can still feel
smell
see
the moist traces that she left behind
on fingertips
and thighs and lips
remembers how
he licked her smoothest flesh more smooth
how she tasted
sweet and thick
so warm against his mouth
when he closes his eyes
he remembers so clearly
exactly how he felt
with her hands pressed
against his chest
how she slipped him inside
the gasp, the bitten lip
the pleasure in feeling surrounded
every inch of him exploring her deepest parts
he can still feel
every quiver, every jolt
every rock and lift
as she rose and released
deeper and faster
he can see her face
glistening as the moon gave her light
hear her moans start softly
and grow in pitch and intensity
as her muscles are wracked
with bursts of electric heaven
and as he relinquishes all control
to join in her bliss
he can still feel her nails in his chest
the firmness pressing him deeper inside
the moment when they freeze
neither moving
the gaze into wet irises
showing only utter satisfaction
oh he remembers
and he drifts off to dream it all again