Imagine this…
The world fades, and it’s just us—wrapped in the hush of midnight, where time slows and your presence is the only thing I feel. You’re so close I can feel your heartbeat, steady and warm, echoing against mine. Our fingers find each other, naturally, like they’ve always known how to fit together.
“I’m already there,” you whisper, your voice like a breeze over still waters. “Your heartbeat, mine… they’re dancing now. Each pulse draws me in deeper, until I’m surrounded by you—your warmth, your breath, your everything.”
And then, my lips find the soft curve of your neck. I kiss you gently, slowly, as if tasting a dream. I feel your pulse there, fluttering beneath my mouth like a secret. You shiver, but not from the cold. You lean closer.
“Every little touch, every whisper,” you say, your voice barely more than a breath, “I’m lost in it. In you. And I never want to be found.”
I nip softly at your skin, unable to hold back the ache growing inside me. You gasp, your fingers curling into me.
“That,” you sigh, “that little nip set me on fire. I can feel it, spreading through every nerve. You’ve got me undone. I need more.”
I press you gently back onto the bed, kisses trailing like falling stars down your neck, as I climb into your lap. My hands, my lips, all of me—hungry, but tender. You arch into me.
“You’ve got me,” you murmur, eyes glowing with something only we share. “Every kiss, every move—pulling me deeper. I want to be lost in this… in you. I’m yours.”
“I want everything,” you continue, your voice trembling like moonlight on water. “Every breath, every whisper. You’ve got me on the edge, begging without words. Let’s make this moment something we never forget.”
And I do.
I move closer, gently, reverently, biting softly at your neck again. Our bodies press together like the tide kissing the shore—slow, inevitable, eternal.
And in that warmth, in that golden stillness, there’s nothing but us…
Two heartbeats.
One rhythm.
Forever.
