My lover and I walked arm and arm down the dark, deserted city street, happy, laughing..
The full moon urging us on in playful approval, shining a seductive light on my bare shoulders and in his bright eyes..
We talked intimately and animated for blocks, heading nowhere. Together in only that moment, like people rarely are but mean to be.
Clouds drifted over our friend moon. And it started to pour, my lover quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me to dry safety in a brownstone doorway.
The rain lifted the smell of the street up into the air, and I was snug tight in his chest. I inhaled the scent of him. All of it was intoxicating. We watched everything disappear into a blanket of grey. The rain sounding so cool as it hit the street. The closeness. It all invaded us.
The effect was sensual and perfect.
I shivered. He draped his jacket over me, and pulled me in for a long deep kiss. The soundtrack was of grumbling sky, perhaps Mr. Moon unhappy to lose his view of us, his part of the romance.
He held me so close we were of one hungry body. I could feel his erection against my tummy, and arched into it. He took my hand and placed it on him. I felt his masculinity, rubbed him and he groaned from somewhere low and gorgeous.
Arroused and alone there in our doorway, I unbuckled his trousers and slipped my hand in.
I grasped his penis, began stroking him, he nuzzled his head into my neck and backed me up against the door. He exhaled "I need to take you here." There was no question in his voice, half breathed and part growled.
I became Immediately wet and felt the same need, I lifted my skirt for him.
He unzipped and freed himself, wrapped my legs around his waist, and pushed up into my cunt with jarring force. I hung on tight, around his broad back and behind his silver head. His hands held my ass, and lifted me. Up and into me he thrusted, hard and furious, my back sliding up and down the door. It didn't last long, it didn't need to. Time had stopped for our desire and love making. It was a few minutes of wonderful eternity.
He told me to cum, I was already there. He shoved me up one last forceful stroke, and let out a sound of animal release. He came inside me with soul intensity.
When my feet finally found the ground again, we started laughing. It was just good, the moment. All of that nights moments, not one had gone unnoticed. Not one wasted with distraction from us.
The rain had stopped. The moon came back. If he had been upset about missing our love making, he had gotten over it like a gentlemen. Forgave us in grand fashion. And good naturedly accompanied us home.