True Desires, Part 2 (R-18)

I didn't think I even recalled ever saying yes on her offer, and if I did, it probably must have gotten lost somewhere through a shivering gasp, or a soft moan choked by pleasure, but nevertheless, it seemed that Irene was able to easily grasp what my every sound meant… spoken or otherwise.

The mattress sank and lightly trembled with the weight of her movement. I never once tore my gaze away from her, I just wanted to keep seeing all of her, I didn't even dare blink and have that single minuscule moment go to complete waste.

That's just how much I was spellbound… and God forbid I ever snap out of it. I wanted to stay captivated, to be kept reeling at the view of her raven-black hair spilling over onto the satin white of the bedsheets, and the delicious way she swayed her wide alluring hips, rocking them from side to side, back and forth…