Laying entwined, two naked soul partners, each in tune with the beating heart of the other. Taking turns in the ritual of touching, watching, hearing the heart as it pumps beneath the surface.
Eyes locking on its movement, the way it pushes the skin up and down as if wanting to be adored. Noticing the pulse in the throat, the belly, the chest as it surges. Transfixed on its forceful steady beckoning…begging to be stimulated.
Fingers gently pressing into the visible thrust, letting the beat send a thrill through your senses. Unable to break your gaze as your hand bounces from the lifting and falling. A deep fire rises, centered in your gut..your sexual core.
Lips descend, hungry to capture this treasure. Taste it. Kiss its essence. Suck it gently , with love and care. Feel its tempo increase, its thrust. Head bouncing with the rhythm. Tongue swirling across the peak point, making a moist warm circle that glistens with the motion.
Ear sinking into it, the sound overtaking all else. Smiling without realizing it. The steady beat transports your mind to another zone of pleasure, focused and exclusive. Can there actually be any other sound as sublime?
No words are required…just soft moans and knowing whispers against skin. Time evaporates. Dozing in bliss between each session, waking to repeat the cycles. There can never be enough.
I’ve recently re-watched a superheroes movie and I have to say I can be jealous of a specific Superman’s power… Beside the obvious it could be also a very useful diagnostic tool: imagine the “power” of a three dimensional mri but without the machine.
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