Awakening Passion

My hands curved over her perfect breasts, and as i rubbed the taut peaks of her nipples against my palms, I couldn’t believe how good her curves felt in my hands. Her legs wrapped around me and I was lost, drowning in a violent need that i had never been able to transcend.

Her sweet tongue did crazy things to my insides, things i had never felt with anyone else, no matter how talented they were with their mouths and their bodies.

Erotic memories returned along with renewed desire.

“Remember how it used to be?”

My fingers began their slow descent from the center of her breasts, past the small clasp at the front of her bra, and Diana's eyes changed color as heightened awareness infused her.

“Remember how slow we went?” I said, my voice barely a whisper, full of lust, I let finger play down the center of her rib cage, around her neatly indented belly button. In college she had never let me get very far, but I had finally worn her down enough to let me pleasure her with my fingers. I had