The passion she had for him grew. Visions of past sexual encounters with him only made her want him more.
One last tryst, they both were nervous. They moved casually over to the bed.
Embarrassing that turned into ripping the clothes off one another.
Looking in her eyes and sliding his hands down her thighs as she pushed herself to the middle of the bed.
He came up ever so smoothly thrusting himself in as she let out an "oh, f***!".
He wanted to take in the moment, watching himself f***ing her as she moaned and grabbed the bedding.
He caresses her breasts and gently moved his hand down her stomach.
Letting him slowly out of her she moved to her side.
He pushed up behind her and drove himself into her.
Kissing her neck she gave out a cry of pure pleasure.