The instant my lips make contact with your sex, your hands reach down and grab my hair and your hips raise as you have an immediate orgasm from the buildup. Both hands are full of my hair as you pull me closer and push me deeper to you.
I comply without your prompting, licking and suckling your clit, and rubbing your labia with my thumbs. My face becomes moist with your fluids, and I savor the musk you are emitting, as though I need to be attracted any more to you.
Your throat is raw from your screaming and moaning, but you are unable to form words from the ecstasy surging through you. After a while, you feel my thumbs have left your labia, and I am no longer suckling or licking your clit, but placing soft, gentle kisses. Each flutter of my lips sends a pulse of pleasure through you.
I look up at you after covering your sex with kisses, and crawl up your body. When I reach your lips, I lean down and kiss you, your taste still fresh on my lips, and enter you deeply, using you lubrication to ease my entry.
You gasp as I thrust myself inside you and hungrily return my kiss, pulling your lips from mine to lick your taste from my chin and cheeks. Your legs wrap around my waist and pull me deeper inside you.
I look into your eyes and start to rock forward and back, pushing myself deeper inside you with each thrust, rubbing your clit with my hips as I grind against you.
You lean in to kiss me, but I pull away and shake my head. "Look into my eyes, lover. I want to see you come."
My words make your muscles tense and clench me tighter. Your legs pull me tighter, and you start to rock against me in rhythm.
We begin to groan and pant as our pleasure starts to build. Our eyes never leave each other, and we can see and feel the passion behind them.
You scream softly, panting my name and wrapping your arms around my shoulders. I grab you and pull you up to a sitting position, shifting myself deeper into you as the angle changes.
We rock and thrust against each other, our eyes locked. You tense as you feel your orgasm approach. "I'm coming!" you gasp.
I pant, "I'm almost there. Wait for me, please..."
You reach your hand up and grab a handful of my hair, tugging it softly. "Come for me."
You know that's what I need. My voice raises, "Yes. Please. Come with me!"
We moan louder and higher, our eyes locked, until our bodies tense, you release your fluids on me, and I spend inside you.
More importantly, a deeper connection is made with our eyes. We see the passion our lovemaking has created, and we see the orgasm, feel it on a deeper level. Once it subsides, we lean into each other and kiss ravenously, falling back with me on top of you.
After our kiss subsides, we roll over and lay next to each other, staring at the ceiling, catching our breath and reveling in the experience we just had.
You turn to me just as I turn to you and smile at me. "I've never felt anything like that before."
I smile back. "Neither have I. I've never wanted to do that with anyone else... before I met you."
You scoot closer to me and rest your arm against my waist. "I love you."
I smile at you. "I love you, too," and I kiss you.