As your hair is brushed back from your neck, you can feel the warmth of my breath near your ear. The sound and moist heat make your lips part, and your eyes close.

As my hands move down your back, fingernails light cat scratches down either side of your spine. My lips move to kiss lightly the hollow behind your ear. You shudder, your breath beginning to go shallow.

You feel the chair turning as the next kiss moves down your throat; you lean your head back and moan softly. My hands move over your hips, fingernails tracing circles on your belly. You begin to feel a heat building deep inside you.

My kisses venture lower, touching the tops of your breasts. You can feel your nipples harden through the silk of your shirt as I slowly undo each button.

As each breast is freed to the air, it feels the touch of silken lips, and my tongue tracing each nipple, making them hard. You gasp, and entwine your fingers into my hair, pulling my head against you. I take your nipple into my mouth, gently sucking on it, kissing it. Your breast throbs with pleasure and you begin to feel moist.

You pull me up to kiss me, our tongues dancing with each other. You can feel the skin of my chest against your bare breasts, the beat of my heart one with yours. Your hands move to my back, palms flat pulling me towards you, as you press against me.

My hands move to caress the inside of your thighs, and you feel yourself getting wetter. I ask you what you want, and you say "Thee". I lift you up, taking you into my arms, your hands moving up to my neck.

I carry you out to the hillside, our kiss never breaking. It's late at night, and the moon is shining over the water. You're glad there is no one around, for you cry out softly as the cool grass touches your back. You try to pull me down to you, but I move me head lower and brush my lips across your nipple again. Your breath catches and you moan softly, my lips moving like fire across your belly.

So slowly you barely notice, I unbutton your jeans. The feel of my lips inside your thigh makes you shudder again, and you gasp.

Laying there against the soft grass, I begin to move my hands slowly over your body. You pull your jeans off, not wanting to interrupt the flow of my hands on your skin: the insides of your legs, from knees to hips, cat scratches on your stomach, the trace of soft fingernails around the edges of your breast. You can feel the heat building inside you, the wetness growing with your desire.

As my fingertips brush your nipples, pulling at them slightly, you moan again, and pull my head down to yours, kissing me deeply.

Your hands move down my chest, reaching lower. You gasp again as you feel my hardness waiting for you. My own breath catches as you take me into your hands, rubbing my tip against your wetness, teasing us both. I moan as you move your hands slowly up and down my length.

You let go, pushing at my hips to turn me over, rolling until you come to rest on my thighs. Again you take me in your hands, as my palms move to cover your breasts. You are so hot, your as breath rapid as mine, as you slide along my length, coating the underside with your wetness. You lift up, and I move my hands to your hips to steady you.

You guide me into you and I start to move deeper, but you hold me there, my tip just touching your edge. A teasing smile on your face, you hover there, rocking back and forth slowly. My hand moves to your breast, teasing your nipples again. "Two can at this game," I whisper, as my other hand moves up the inside of your thigh. I brush my thumb to rub gently across the outside edge, stroking just at the sensitive spot, in rhythm to your movements. You gasp and let your head fall back moaning.

You can feel the pressure building inside you at my touch, and rock there, your breath coming in quick gasps. You flood with moist heat as your body starts to shudder, the pleasure peaking like waves crashing upon the beach. As your body begins to explode you give in, letting me slide deep into you. You cry out softly at the pleasure as I fill you, my tip just touching you deepest inside. Our breathing now quick gasps, eternity seems lost in the moment, as we move as one body, two heads, four limbs grasping at each other. The passion moves through us, wave after wave of silken fire touching every corner of our being.

Slowly, the fire begins to subside a little, leaving hot embers across our skin where my body touches yours. My hands slide low on your hips as I sit up to feel you nipples against my chest. Your arms move around me, your nails digging into my back as your lips seeks mine. Still rocking back and forth, the feel of me inside you sends fire up your spine. A moan escapes our lips, yours and mine merged together as we move.

As our bodies contine to slide against each other, you can feel the fire within you starting to rise again, more intense than any you have felt. You cry out in your mind "Yes! Yes!", but the words escape as you hear our voices chanting them together.

You begin to tighten around me, my hardness throbbing inside you. My heart is racing as fast as yours, and you can feel the passion moving to engulf us both again. The pleasure builds, like a spring coiling tight inside you. Your whole body is shaking, so intense the feeling as the ripples begin exploding outwards from your center.

The moment stretches out to eternity, then snaps, waves crashes in on us. Coming together, we cry out, one voice, one heart. Resonating off each other, our bodies cycle the intensity back and forth between us. Each pulse of me inside you causing you to shudder, each movement of yours setting me off once more, again and again and again.

Until at last the waves subside to aftershocks, and we are left gasping, holding each other, our bodies sheened with sweat.

We sit there, our bodies cooling in the night air, just holding each other. As our breath subsides, and the words "I love you" pass between us, we can feel the last of our doubts fade away.

I look into your eyes, seeing the love there filling them to overflowing. You see the same in mine, and our tears of joy melt together on our cheeks. As one, the words "You're real." pass between us, and we smile, holding each other again. Rocking together again, this time not in passion, but in comfort, content just knowing that the other is there.

Knowing there is love.