How intense the air turned!
The only noise muddling the silence was the confused breath and the ascending heartbeats.
How gently those masculine fingers started exploring every inch of her skin, slowly enhancing her beauty and evoking her essence!
Every curve caressed, arousing her bosom, drowning her to the depth of femininity.
How passionately his lips landed on her verges!
His masculine touch was at times dominating her womanhood and slowly surrendering to the intimacy. Just the touch of their lips and they were all wet, seduced with the warmth of their body.
All they wanted for the moment was to capture the love in their sight, but the lids were heavy and the fire was at its peak.
The moment was for love, for being one. Knowing it won't last forever, knowing it won't be for long, the moment was just for the moment but it remained there with them forever.
Yes, it may be his lust but only for her. He was the one loving her with his heart and his soul. He was the only one for her, she was there with him. And what they knew was if not forever, they will be together for the moment.
They were living the moment, the moment of love, the moment of eternity. And that's what matters.