summer storms

The thunderstorms are over and the stars have come out. Holding someone while the lighting flashes and the thunders rolls is so nice but even better is holding someone after as the stars come out and you see them sparkle. The beach wet and waiting for you to walk along it. The cool breeze letting you snuggle and feel each others warmth. The crash of the waves and the lap as they lick the beach. The thoughts of crawling into bed, hearing the ocean and warming each other, Nipples on nipples and lips teasing as arms wrap around pulling you together. Skin on skin. Mouth on mouth. Hugging and toying, teasing and wanting, Soon you think, soon. Each reaching for the other. No worries, just taking comfort and feeling safe. Taking whatever happens and feeling, relaxing, climbing together, and then sleeping in each others arms, smiling and knowing, this is peace. This is good.