The Last Embrace ~ Excerpt from Mourning Sky
Traci turned to me and spoke. “Look!”
As she turned, plumes of color trailed off of her to paint a swathe through the air. I sat down my fiddle and bow as a rush of almost unendurable feeling passed through me, a pleasure so intense it was almost painful.
My clothes were strangling me, confining me, dragging me down. I had to be free of them, so I pulled them off. Laughing, Traci did likewise, until we stood naked before each other. She was gorgeous, standing there naked as shades of pale and tan flowed over her skin, highlighting her form with an electric fiery glow. She was so beautiful the sight of her melted me with desire.
Then we were touching, kissing, exploring our bodies as we never had done before. Somehow we wound up on the couch, playing each other like instruments. Each touch, each caress filled us with exquisite chords of reverberating music. I was inside of her and my cock was pounding, filling us both with current like some powerful broadcast antenna. I moaned as she drove her cock inside me. Her vagina held me tightly until we were screaming, crying into each other’s mouth.
We came in waves that wracked our bodies. I raked her back with my fingernails and the pain was indecipherable from an orgasm. My strawberry blonde hair enwrapped us both as she wept ecstatically. Our orgasm reverberated through us and through the loft as we lay there holding each other.
Finally I could take it no longer. I needed something to dull the edge. With a parting kiss, I rolled off the couch and strode into the kitchen. Waves of pleasure washed through me with each movement, at the touch of the floor and the air on my skin. My skin seemed to turn inside out as the room flowed by me in a swirl of disorienting color. Looking down, I saw the floor boards fly apart and I flew through the brightly hidden spaces between them.
Murderer’s Sky ~ kindle ~ print
