At us, as we had have never looked at us, before.
Slowly, our glances were become more deep, and the moves were became those.
My fingers were unfastening your shirt, and sweetly my hand has slide itself inside.
You was looking at me, waiting for.
Gently your shirt fallen down over your arms, while i was biting my lips for the excitement.
Without say nothing, you was looking at me, approaching, and sweetly, you have took me, and without take your glance off me, you taken me upstairs.
With the most sweetest way, you have lay me on the bed, and you have continued to stare at me for a moment, then you have started to take off me my t-shirt.
You was still kissing me: I was at your mercy.
We had know what that we were doing, and it was bonded at which we had seen few minutes ago.
We were feeling that all that passion had must be, in someway, burned.
We given ourselves only little soft kisses, but they were the most passionate.
We were wrapped in our passion.
Our breathe were short but in continue growth.
We were loving us in the sweetest way possible.
Our kisses were interrupted only, sometimes, because we wanted look at us, and to know that wasn’t only a dream.
Our sweet kisses were continued for hours, and just after when our passion, was at the peak, our bodies were become only one.
Then, you exploded in me… together with me.”