It's all a game to me anyway

Little paradise | beautelicieuse

Your voice, your smell, your jokes, your hugs, your hand in mine, or on my back or my hips or my neck ; the taste and softness of your kiss, the touch of your skin, your breath in my ear, your hand between my legs, your body against mine, your hardness growing against me, growing in my hand, your fingers inside me, our tongues melting together, how when you enter me it lights me up from the inside… feeling you move in me, with me, both so soft and so strong… knowing that you pay attention to what I feel, that we’re here for each other’s pleasure… leading each other to orgasm, relentlessly, passionately, lovingly… and the kissing and caressing and warm hugging… the late night talking and early morning cuddling, waking up to your sleepy face, and thinking how lucky we are.“ —Anonymously submitted to The Artidote #ArtidoteAndChill ✨ artwork by Quibe