Bliss
Standing together my lips touch the top of your head, feeling the soft curls of your beautiful dark hair. Your curls tickle my nose as the smell of your hair engulfs my senses. My hand moves up your back and my fingers lightly touch the muscles at the top of your neck, thumb and forefinger moving up the back of your head I hold you to me. Your body surrenders to my touch, I feel you relax and you softly melt into my body, fully feeling you, so satisfying so comfortable, like being wrapped in a...