That room has been so magic.
We were surrounded by the bed sheets, as inside a cloud of chiffon.
Gently you was leaning on me, while I was looking at you, and I slided my hands into shirt, and slowly I took off it.
Our fingers were crossed themselves, and our lips touched each other sweetly.
Then, your hands slided between of my legs, and there, our deepest desire, has exploded.
With all the passion, but at the same time, with all delicacy, you have taken me off my clothes, and you have continued touch me between the legs.
Our kisses were, by now, fruit of our passion, and that bed was transformed itself in a big white soft cloud and we were in of it there.
While your finger was about touching me inside me, you have whispered me, kissing my neck: “Be mine”.
Slowly, I have felt you have penetrating me with your desire: you been delicate but decided.
Now, all that white around us, had a reason, while our bodies were, slowly join one with another.
We were making love, in the sweetest way possible, and we transported by one of the greatest feeling we had felt.
… and we were making it in my apartment.”