On the Kitchen Table

A loud crash sounded through the room as dishes fell to the floor. It was a race of speed. He hastily ripped his crisp white shirt off as buttons popped off while as she hurriedly stripped off her black stilettos and  met him with passionate kisses. It had been far too long. She stood in front of him in her  matching soft lace black lingerie set with a beautiful smile. He stepped closer and ran his hand up her neck and gently squeezed. The anticipation was more than she could handle. She couldn't wait for him. He lifted her to the table as she pulled him into herself. She allowed the euphoria of the moment to wash over her like sea waves.

Intimacy is beautiful. 


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