His is heaven

There he is. All yours. There is no one to disturb you, nothing that could interrupt or spoil this moment. Finally, the wait is over.

You wrap your arms around him, trying to draw him into you. Inhaling his scent and learning all the curves of his body. Feeling his muscles working against yours...

And then, he pushes you away. Confused, you wait, as he does it again. This time it is with more force and he pushes you, roughly, onto the bed. He takes a few steps back. Normally, in a situation like this, you'd be scared, but not this time, not with him. You slide up the bed and rest your back against the wall, completely at ease.

He's smiling at you now, and you are smiling back. His grin becomes cheeky as he lifts up his top teasingly slowly. He looks even better at this close range, or is it the look he is giving you, the one challenging you to find fault with what you see, that is really what is getting your blood pumping?

He reaches for the button on his jeans, works it through the hole and then agonisingly lowers the zip. The more he reveals, the more you want. God he's gorgeous!

You watch the muscles ripple through his body as he moves back towards you, in nothing but his underwear. He reaches the bed, and your feet. He grabs them and drags you towards him, flexing his arms as he does this. He reaches for your socks and, using his teeth, he rips them off and then works his way up your legs to your own jean button. He places his mouth over it and somehow manages to undo it. He feels how excited that made you. His eyes lift and stare straight into yours, making you want to melt. His mouth never losing contact with your zipper as he works that undone as well.

Now, he lets the zipper fall from his mouth. His head snakes upwards, brushing against your underwear, but continuing up along your stomach and across your chest. His hands are busy continuing where his mouth left off, slipping your pants off from around your legs. His mouth reaches yours and he gives you a real taste of his skill. Your hands are wrapped around his waist, trying to tame the beast you have unleashed. But this primal animal is contagious. You push and pull on his waist, starting him in a rhythm, as you lower his underwear.

He is fully exposed and his cockiness, in more than one way, is really turning you on. This is a guy who knows what he wants, and you're gonna do your darndest to make sure he gets it. It doesn't matter how quickly this has all happened. That you only made the breakthrough last week. All that matters is that you're on the same page now that you've confessed your feelings for him. But better still, you're on the same mattress, and it's not the only thing groaning from the activity.

All your senses are in overdrive as you present for him, knowing he'll do the same for you not long from now. Everything becomes more frenzied, escalating. The noises and even the smell, now laced with some sweat. If his was a perfume, you'd buy out every shop.

His hands are racing over your skin. Wherever they touch, bursts into flame. This sensual fire continues to burn hotter and hotter, until...

His arms come together around your stomach and chest. They squeeze tighter and tighter, as it is he who tries to draw you into him this time. He stiffens and then the fire becomes an explosion of passion and desire. You collapse onto the bed, and he does the same onto you. He runs his finger along the ridge of your back as you both prepare to switch roles.

But he gets you before you can get him. He takes you where you are most vulnerable. He knows the spot to hit and his tongue knows exactly what to do there. Again, your ecstasy soars upward like a rocket and you have to turn over to stop it from hurting. He doesn't let you rest, he is hungry, almost ravenous. His mouth reaches its target and he starts off on a new rhythm, once again looking straight into your eyes. And you wonder why it took you this long to find. How you could have faultered at that vital point for so long. What would have happened if he hadn't taken the lead. However, more strongly than any other, the desire to never lose this rings throughout your head.