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Eight Days

Eight Days
by Kilted Wookie

Wicked Wednesday
Eight days. Eight days since they had last seen each other. Eight days since their passion had last been allowed to flame. Eight days since they had held each other, tasted each other, taken their pleasure from each other. Eight days of frustration, anticipation and hunger; fuelled by the medium of ever more graphic text messages.

He knocked on her door. As she opened it to him, those eight days faded into the past.

Upstairs, in the bedroom, their lips pressed firmly together, they undressed each other with a slowness that belied the urgency of their desire. Deliberately, they chose to let the anticipation build, the arousal deepen, rather than surrender instantly to their hunger for each other.

Naked, on the bed, they explored each other's bodies with their fingers and lips; reacquainting themselves with every inch of each other's body.

Hungry to taste her, he moved between her legs. No teasing was required; he knew she wanted to feel his tongue on her.

Licking, kissing, feasting on her, he ate his fill, driving her to one glorious climax after another. His questing fingers, probing inside her added to the intensity of her feelings, increasing her pleasure.

She responded in kind, teasing him with her lips; flicking her tongue over and around his cock; feeling his stiffness, delighting in his moans.

And then he was above her, entering her, filling her. At last they were together; him inside her, her accepting him. Their bodies moved as one. The sound of their passion filled the room. Their hunger and desire for each other finally released in one long, hard, satisfyingly intense fuck.

He came hard. She shook beneath him; clenching him, holding him inside her as he released.

They lay, exhausted, curled up together. She felt warm and content in his embrace. Their immediate need satiated; their hunger quenched, their desire unleashed.

©Kilted Wookie May 2015

Comments

  1. @Mariejeanne26Ff19 May 2015 at 20:28

    Lovely! I enjoy how you get their emotions accross, the frustration, the urgency, the satisfaction 😊
    Can I be a pest and nitpick again? It's just one word - belayed (I think should be belied). Great post though x

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  2. There's nothing more satisfying that reconnecting after being apart. Lovely story!
    Rebel xox

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  3. Sexy. Absence makes the fire burn brighter for sure—love the way it's portrayed here!

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  4. Reminds me of the days where we in a long distance relationship but our 8 days looked more like 4 month. The being reunited was wonderfully sweet but the being apart took its toll on both of us
    Mollyxxx

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  5. Desire unleashed just how I like it . . . eight days a week!!!
    Xxx - K

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  6. Lovely, and sad, as I go through that for far longer than 8 days - the coming together is just as glorious, regardless of length. I'm about to miss this for a year.

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  7. I hate Sir & I's time apart, it feels like a lifetime, and I go through so many emotions along the way. Our coming together is usually wordless, our bodies expressing what we literally cannot.
    Excellent piece, I really loved it x

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