She Trembled


The evening’s warmth seemed to be heavenly designed. Unsure of whether it was his kiss or his touch but soon she began to undress. Her white flesh melted into the silhouette created by the shadows of the fading sun.
He kissed her again.
Slowly she peeled his shirt from his body revealing midnight’s essence. She felt his heart beat as he pulled her close; she kissed his muscle define chest.

She trembled.

He lifted her onto the bed, admiring her perfectly erect pink nipples. As she took the breaths of life they rose ever so gently.
He kissed them.
Softly, intently; he began to explore her. The river that defined her as a woman began to flow as he tasted her. She moaned.

She trembled.

The contrasting colors of their bodies entwined made her shiver. She watched him as he made love to her; driving deeper and deeper into her soul. His eyes were closed yet she could feel him staring into her; watching her body respond to his every touch.

She trembled.

This perceived taboo, this passion, this moment was the very meaning of life. It was his first whisper,
“I love you”,
that made her close her eyes. It was his first moan that made her lose control and it was his continued thrust that made her tremble.

She loved him too.

That is very sensual..very good

pretty amazing,,,impressive

Good one

Very nice

very nice , Ill take a copy of first book.... I liked it... Sheryllynn

Thank you all for the kind remarks. I'm humbled.

nicely done...