A short sexy flash fiction to help you through Friday.
Slowly, I pushed him over towards the bed and made him fall backwards as I kissed his throat. I slipped my hand beneath his shirt, then lifting it up I ran my tongue over his nipple and slowly licked a path down to his groin. A groan escaped his throat as my tongue and lips moved over his skin. He squirmed, lost in the pleasure I giving him, his body rippling in ecstasy.
“Katarina!” he suddenly groaned, as my lips flipped around his navel. “You are driving me crazy. But we need to share this moment.”
Wanting me to enjoy the intercourse as much as he did, he gripped my arms, hauling me up to his face. I smiled and cupped my hands around his chin and cheeks. He was so beautiful.
He returned the smile and tangled his hands in my hair, searching for the top clasp of my wedding gown, once released he slowly undressed me. One piece of clothing at a time, until I was totally naked before him; excited and apprehensive at the same time. I could see his love and regard for me reflecting solemnly in his eyes, but there also burned lust and desire.
Once he had stripped me of my clothing, I sat before him on my knees and watched in awe as he began to remove his clothes, determinedly and precisely. I savoured this moment. It was like the revealing of a painting, the unveiling of a piece of art. He was so good-looking, with his fit tanned body and chiseled muscular arms and thighs. To think that all this was going to be mine. I felt overwhelmed with the responsibility, the honor of being the chosen one; happy we had waited till our wedding night to explore each other’s body.
Finally he was naked. I leaned forward on all fours and kissed him. His breath was warm and his lips moist, his body warm and comforting. He wrapped his arms around me, pulled me into his body while his soft hands caressed my body. He feathered my torso with kisses afterwards and everything else in the world ceased to exist; I was aware of nothing but Damian, my husband. I was aware of his hands arousing my breasts, of his mouth inflaming me with his kisses and his tongue, stroking me to a dampness that stirred the deepest part of me.
As he continued to fill me with unquenchable desire, I knew I wanted to be alone with him for the rest of my life, with him and no one else. I wanted every moment with him and this burning within to last forever.
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