The Sweetness of Their Coming

An intolerable euphoria swelled within him. How long could he bear to touch such beauty? It felt as if his whole life’s yearning was rising to demand release.

He felt her fully present in all her complex mix of emotions and fears. She was real to him and he only wanted to honor her with his desires. She was beautiful as she received him and her eyes became childlike, filled with a longing for the completion of this ancient sacrament. Her eyes said to him that it was time.

He felt the moment of tipping like a seismic shift underneath them beyond his control. The pent up desires in his body suddenly burst into her, a cascade pulsing from his shaft that stitched them into one divine being.

She bit her lower lip and moaned soft and long as she received his offerings. Then all became still. Her face shook as if she might cry and she whispered, “Stay.” He remained sealed within her heat as their wet foreheads fell gently together.