Wrapped Tightly In Your Arms

We meet, we talk, we laugh.

So many times we repeat this. So many things we always find to say.

Today is different. Today we have what feels like all the time in the world. Today we laugh more.

Then there always comes that moment when we first touch. That moment that I feel you once again. That you hold me once again. That moment we kiss and my body comes alive.

There is nothing between us. There are no clothes to stop me from feeling your skin against mine. It is only us now together for this time we have.

That first moment you enter me is always my favorite. I wrap my arms and legs around you as you lean in to kiss me.

I can feel you hold me tightly as I open my eyes to look up at you. To reach up and touch you. To become lost in you as we fuck.

I feel the first of what will be many orgasms that day approaching. I cling to you as I try to feel more of you. As I try to climb inside you. I moan and scream as it comes. You don't stop. You don't slow down. You know this will happen over and over again.

I need to touch you so badly. To feel you. No matter how many times we are together I can never seem to get enough of you at this moment.

I can feel myself losing control. Not being able to think of my actions. I am now driven by all of these feelings and emotions that are swirling around inside of me as we fuck.

How I touch you and how I move is not controlled by my thoughts at this moment. It is all now controlled by what you do to me. How you make me feel.

There are moments I am frightened of how you do this. How you are able to make me feel this way. Why has there never been anyone else who could do this. Why you.

We always fuck for what seems like forever. I hold you, touch you, kiss you. After all these many months I am feel free to express it to you now.

Today is different and I don't know why. Today I am totally out of control. I feel so much and want so much. I want you to touch me everywhere. To fuck me harder. To make me come over and over.

Today I can't seem to feel you enough. No matter how much I touch you it isn't enough. I don't know how to control this. How to stop this runaway train I am on.

Is this safe. Will I lose myself if I continue this out of control feeling. I don't know.

I only know that I feel wonderful wrapped so tightly in your arms.