He rocks my world.

This is why I can’t ever sleep when I curl up with my man at night. It’s because of moments like this:

Soft, wet and tender kisses.

Neck, jaw, and ear kisses.

Tummy caresses and tickles.

He brushes my breasts through my top.

Gently slips his hand between my legs and brushes my lady area over my pj bottoms, sending tingles up my body.

He pulls up my top to expose my bare breasts, tenderly kissing them, nipping them lightly, and flicking his tongue over them...he’s learning that this move is golden because I begin to squirm underneath him.

In the darkness he pulls off my pj bottoms and caresses my crotch through my panties.

Slipping a finger under my panties, he strokes my soft and warm pussy, gradually provoking my arousal and wetness.

Still kissing my breasts, neck, and lips, he takes my hand and places it over his firm bulge. I’ve always been afraid of touching him, but he guides me closer than ever before under his shorts and outside of his underwear. I can wrap my fingers around him and feel him more intimately. His thick, firm shaft straining against his clothes.

As I am distracted by the new sensation of his cock within my grasp, he suddenly slips his finger deep into my tight and wet vagina, startling me with the intense pleasure and pain. He slips my panties off for better access.

As he takes me higher and higher, he slowly introduces me to his cock, taking it out and letting me touch and explore him for the first time.

He pins me down beneath him and gently thrusts near my now throbbing pussy, grazing me and teasing me with the tip.

My courage is building. I squirm beneath him until he flips me on top. I tease him with barely there kisses against his lips, moans and breathless kisses against his ear, my nails digging into his shoulders, and ever so softly grinding my soft pussy along the length of his erect cock. Torturing and frustrating him, the tension is almost unbearable. I savor these hot moments of restrained passion. Emotional, intense, moments just before we tear into one another with rough and mindless fucking, ass slapping, screaming, groaning, kissing, biting. Letting out all the passion, love, and desire for one another. Moments where our primal souls come alive.

Sleepy moments in bed in the soft morning sunlight when he stands up to slip off my bottoms and panties. Ravishing my naked body first with his eyes, then with his hands, and finally with his mouth. Hovering over me he caresses me with his fingers, my face, lips, neck, chest, breasts, nipples, ribs, tummy, hips, and legs.

Moments when I’m licking, kissing, sucking, and ravishing his cock, and he lays back helplessly, eyes shut, breathing shallow, gently touching the curls that fall over my shoulder.

Playfully squirming and wrestling with him in bed as we tickle one another with an ice cube.

God, I love this man. I love him fiercely with all of my soul.