I snuggle against a muscular chest. My hands explore this promised land where I have only one desire: to plant a flag. Eyes closed, I appreciate the delicious musky scent that tickles my nostrils and when I take a deep breath, it detonates in my chest. A caress on my bare buttocks steals a groan from me. I feel safe here. I plunge my fingers into his hair, and I can pull a few strands. My heat and moisture increase dramatically, so the desire is strong. Kisses rain down on my fevered skin to the point that the blood in my veins is on fire. I press my pelvis against a long bump, hard and exciting. He grabs my upper thighs and slides his hands around my hips, bringing us even closer. My tongue goes back along his perfect jaw. His mouth is close to mine. I can feel the warmth of his breath...
