Afterglow

Perhaps one of the nicest things about making love is the cuddle after. Snuggled together, he behind you, presssed up, still feeling the wetness leaking from him, one arm around you, while his fingers trail through your hair, sliding, stroking, caressing, then move down to trace your brow, and lightly slide down to your cheeks before moving to follow the path of your ear, over and down the side, tingles in the tendon he has so recently been teasing, under your chin, and up to caress your lips, your mouth still open , warm breath teasing his fingers, willing him to let the tips slide in where your tongue tip can reach, knowing it will send little after shocks into his body, reminding him of what you have shared, his cheek buried in your hair, you know he can smell your sweetness, the traces of him on your face, as you bask in the warmth, the feeling of skin on skin. your nipples still hard, your cheeks holding him, small squeezing to see if he will harden once again, but not needing that, just wondering, happy to be held, to be safe, to be loved. Ready to turn and hold him, to feel his chest, his nipples pressing into you, to let his mouth take you, sweet kisses, soft tongues turning hard, teeth gently holding, breath intermingled, his cock starting to rise between your thighs, to slide in your slippery combined wetness, so warm against your skin, so soft yet so hard, arms circling and holding pressed together, each moving ever so slowly, letting the feeling grow stronger, your clit rubbing on his cock, trying to suck him inside you, to possess him, as he has possessed you, so right, each giving and each taking, no words, only soft murmurs, gentle whispers of air, passed from one to the other, soft music, keeping hips gently twitching, building again, until you cannot hold back, and roll on top, sinking him into you, so deep, his mouth on your nipple, sucking , sweet pain, as your fingers find his nipples and pinch and twist, each causing his cock to twitch, his hips to push, to drive into you, his fingers sliding down to cup your ass, to slide between and caress you, teasing as his fingers circle, knowing you want it, knowing you want his fingers inside you, pressing against his cock, stroking himself through you, his throbbing joining yours, as you feel his caresses, his cock, the pressure on you, your clit rubbing, two fingers deep inside you, cheeks held open, nipples pulsing, pushed into his mouth, the need growing, willing yourself to shatter over him, to take his offering, pinching him harder, biting his neck, marking him, making him even more yours , gasping and cumming, sinking down onto him, slippery flesh, as you feel him give to you, and sink back into the pleasure of the after glow, the holding, the soft touches, wondering if this time you will sleep or perhaps more will come. mmmmmm.