We walked into the room and the air around us crackled
The air felt charged. With electricity. With lust
The tension that filled the room felt as if it would choke us
He held my hand gently, yet firmly
Giving me a chance to release if I wanted to, but urging me to come
Stopping in the middle of the dimly lit room
The whole room light with candles
Making the room even more sexy, alluring, utterly intoxicating

With one look he asked a question,
 “Are you sure about this? Do you want this?”

Instead of an answer I leaned in for a kiss
The kiss starting off sweet, gentle, tentative even
Quickly turning passionate, hungry, impatient
His hands sliding across my body, making me dizzy
Gliding across every part of my body
Our bodies pressed tightly against each other

Clothes haphazardly torn off in a frenzy of want and need
Just when I think he is about to take me roughly
He slides down, gets on his knees and looks up at me
Slowly lifting up my thigh to rest on his shoulders
He devours me hungrily, like a man starved
Every nibble, every lick, every suck drawing me closer to nirvana

In that moment there is no regret, no guilt
No other feeling than utter bliss..