(Amaia)
(NSFW Content Ahead)
My dilated eyes find him as his hair invades me, wriggling inside, blasting me with pleasures.
The screams of euphoria and bliss sit on the tip of my tongue. My back arches, my ankles bend, and my heels dig into the soft mattress.
"You are a sight, more than I had imagined," his sultry voice slithers against my skin like a ghost.
He is above me.
He is inside me.
He is on my skin.
He is in my head.
He is in my chest.
He is in my very soul.
He is the only being my eyes see.
He is the very air I am breathing.
His essence has permeated me.
He is mine and I am his.
His hair rapidly slides in and out, making me rapture with the intoxication that is Alnilam. My silken wetness takes and welcomes them.
I gasp so loudly when they enter and expand themselves so every strand slowly rubs against my inner walls.
"Oooo! Ahhhhh!"
Alnilam shrouds me completely with his body, pressing me down, into the mattress.
