Our First Night

I am almost worshipful as I take in the sight of her beneath me,
she smiles and reaches for me.

I feel her soft lips part as I kiss her gently,
her fingers in my hair.

A soft gasp escapes her as I run my hand down her stomach,
her back arching involuntarily.

I lick her nipples and it's like I'm shaping them with my tongue,
sculpting the pink buds, molding them into lusty peaks.

Her hands flutter on my back as mine reach her legs,
parting them, hand running along the inside of her thigh.

Our bodies entangle on the bed,
exploring each other for the first time.