As she stretched in her bed, she unconsciously ran her hand down her side, outlining each curve. The sensation made her think of their lovemaking and made her quake. She sighed at the thought of his strong body against hers, the weight of him assuring her of his love.
She kept her eyes closed, visualizing him next to her. Her entire body shook as if being shocked. Just the thought of him brought electric to her.
Her hand smoothed over her breast, twirling the firm peak, then down her belly and below her waistband, where she was becoming moist. The throbbing between her legs became intense, to the point of a thunderous pain. Moaning, she pressed into her hand, her loins crying for his touch. Her hips began a rhythmous dance, her mind went blank at the mounting pleasure. She could think of nothing more than his hands exploring her body, his mouth taking hers and his eyes…that sleepy look of lust.
She whispered his name over and over, as if the chant would bring him to her. Her breathing was heavy, burdened by desire and the coming tide. She licked her lips and knew if she had his thick male in her mouth, she would be there. At just the thought of it, a white light exploded in her head, her body trembled at the crashing waves of release and she yelled for him…
