His Warm Embrace

Dec 9, 2012 was a rainy Sunday here in NYC.
Rain can make the day seem gloomy and boring.
Some people stay home and sleep all day.
There isn't much outdoor activities when outside it's just pouring.
But.....
There's something about the rain that brings people closer.
Maybe it's the calmness that water brings.
It gives reasons for some to find shelter and cuddle with a significant other.

I got caught out there.
Now soaking wet from the rain.
My body in shivers
And he noticed,
He walks towards me
And holds me close
Wrapping me in his embrace.
A new watermark of excitement
Every existence of love and ecstasy
Inclined in our chemistry
Making me feel lucky
I held my breath
As I felt the warmth of his body
Got my stomach in knots
I feel butterflies
I'm all caught up in this feeling of love.
All the while this moment intensifies.

Nothing is more seductive than his manly voice softened in my ear as a whisper.
When he tells me that he wants me and he needs me.
His whispers ranges
From a simple hello, to simple nothings.
Damn....
It's those love making whispers that drive me crazy.
He whispers softly in my ears.. Make love to me baby...
No one can fuck me like you do...
Or when he looks into my eyes and tells me to take it...

His heavy breathing in my ears,
A whisper that's powerful,
that one whisper that gets me,
It's the sound of my name
That drives me insane.
The warm feeling of his skin pressing up against mine.
I long for it immensely.
Our love making is far from ordinary.

I inhale his scent
Wanting to taste him in every way
The way he moves when he's within me.
Feeling his bare warm flesh inside me
Stretching my walls in every angle
The intense look of passion in his eyes
While my legs are over his shoulders
His lips are now parted
His hands gripping my body
My hands on his back
My legs wrapped around his lower body
and we're grinding.
Gripping his ass slowly moving my hands up his back while I dig my nails into his spine.
Our bodies entwining, twisting, entangled like twin vines.
At this moment there's no pretending
I am his and he is mine.
A moment of passionate love making
as we lock OUR fingers together.
I am submissive to MY man
I yield to his requests.
When his body releases,
He ends it with his signature
It's his fluids that fill me,
deep within.
Coating, claiming his territory.
Wait!.....
Hold up!....
How did all this start? ...
Oh right....
I almost forgot...
Our love making started with just the warmth of his manly embrace.
A feeling that warms our loving hearts.
One not easily replaced.

I felt like I've died and relived so many times... and I did so in his arms.
Because there's something about a man's embrace, to be in his manly strength ~Sulie

P.W. will always have a concupiscence for me.
Remember, I'm still the one he comes home to. ©