Basic Instinct

The night is silent, A cool, languid breeze blowing in from the sea, The sluggish waves swooshing the shore, No soul in sight, Nary a sound, And, there we lie on our backs, Bone-ass naked on a deserted beach looking up at the night sky awashed with shimmering stars. She stretches luxuriously and rolls over on her side pulling me close to her, The length of her body matching mine, head to toe, She runs her fingernails along my chest and circles around my nipples. I lower my head to her breast, Drag my mouth slowly down across her belly; She groans, My tongue touches her femininity, shooting heat through her veins, Oh, yes! she cries out, Spasming and digging her fingernails into my hair-- Ha, the wages of exquisite torture! A shiver runs through her like quicksilver. She jumps into my arms, I stroke my fingers down through the dark curls between her thighs and test her readiness, There's a rich soft-earth fragrance wafting up from her nether regions. We come together eagerly, Embarking on a journey to fulfillment, Fevered skin to fevered skin, Mouths and hands exploring, As heat pools thick and liquid between her legs, We are in a maelstrom of love. And then I am inside her, Filling her, stretching her, She digs her fingertips into my back, wraps her legs around my hips, She lets her ****** blind her with a burst of intensity borne of unbridled passion, It feels like a thousand volts rushing through my body. I ride her harder, faster, bringing her to climax again and finding my own end as I drive deep within her, She feels me come and hears me groan through my teeth, She breathes a sated sigh. And then... ... Stillness! The only sound, The sluggish waves swooshing the shore.