“We were still” – ○282○

Astonish, but finally we were where we wanted be and above all alone, and together.

Delicately, you have lay me on the bed, and my white soft dress seemed a cloud, and it swelled, and sweetly lay falling, on my legs.

We wanted to merge ourselves one in another, and there was no need to explain our desire: what which we wanted was well expressed in our glances.

Slowly, you leaned yourself close to me, and that shirt that you had, it was unfasten at right point, and my hand has slide inside of it, and a shoulder was uncovered itself.
Slow moves that got faster our breathe.
Your hands were mapping sweetly my body, and that rustle of my white dress under your fingers you got excited.

You have lifted my dress till my hips, and you have touched me delicately, and your hands went among my legs.
Your shirt was where I wanted it was.

We given ourselves sweet kisses, as long till they has become more passionate, and your fingers had started to explore what was among my legs.
We didn’t spoken. We did it only trough the eyes, and trough some our moaning, and some whispers.
Your shirt was always over your shoulders but now, I wanted to see your bare chest, and with a snatch I’ve took it off, and even you wanted do the same: you pulled out your hand out from my legs, and you entered inside me with dry decision.

You had left me the dress on: it seemed, our bodies were wrapped by a soft cloud.
That slow moves delicately were becoming always more rough, and slowly you have took my hands, crossing the fingers, you have put them over the head.
I was feeling your desire was growing inside of me and I knew it was about to explode with me: your movements were delicately rough and more they were becoming faster, and we were about to reach the pleasure. Our moaning were becoming one only.

Occasionally we whispered our names, as if we didn’t wanted lost ourselves.
Reached the maximum pleasure, our hearts beating hard, our breathe was accelerated, and we were looking at one in another in love.

Delicately, while still the contractions were fading, we given ourselves little and soft kisses for crowned this moment that we had wished much, even more earlier go to see the shack it was building itself .”

Daria

⇐“By now”  – ○281○

“Our breathe” -○283○ ⇒