Skin to Skin

Katya

It would have been easier it were just sex,

A fulfillment of our physical needs.

But the connection between us was too strong, our attraction for each other too fatal, deadly.

With each contact we made, skin to skin, I felt a piece of my soul go to him.

I felt high, soaring, floating, so out of it that the next time I was aware of my environment, I was beneath him with my legs spread apart, his cock driving into me, wreaking havoc to my mind.

I wasn't even aware of when he had moved us to the bedroom, or when he took off his pants and laid me in bed.

Everything seemed hazy, my mind drunk on him, my senses unable to function properly.

But it was ecstatic.

The sight of Ferrara on top of me, bare chested with beads of sweat rippling down his muscled toned body sent me over the edge,

But that face contorted in pleasure as he fucked me with quick strokes almost forced an orgasm from me, the walls of my pussy clenching as I came fast, like an uncontrollable teenager.

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