My hand tangled in his hair while he kissed my neck, then he brought his face close to mine for a fervent kiss.
His tongue plunged into my mouth, exploring it as if it were our very first kiss, his hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me tightly against him.
His breath mingled with mine as we became enveloped in each other's warmth; every kiss, every moment of intimacy, the sensations never fade, in fact, they have intensified over the years, the longing for each other, the heat, and ultimately merging as one.
He grasped my backside, kneading it like a baker working dough, his shaft pressed against me through his pants, and I exhaled in desire, swallowing my moans as he responded with his own.
In each other's embrace, we felt utterly perfect, and as if I weighed nothing, he lifted me
