Black velvet and red satin.
He layed her down on the sheets and kissed her chin down to the hollow of her neck. Further on between her succulent breasts. Moving slowly, light kisses.
She filled with anticipation and arousal. Small moans escaping her mouth and over her luscious lips. She wanted more.
He reached his destination. Teasing her, he licked and kissed until she moaned and pushed him to go in. He looked up at her and smiled, fangs flashing pearl in the full moonlight.
Her tounge ran across her fangs and lips, eager for the pleasure. He felt him move upwards, kissing her erect nipples, sucking, licking. She moaned and raised her hips, inviting him. She felt as he played, his tip moving around teasingly. He loved doing that. She became frantic and pushed him in. Ecstacy flowing in waves. Growing after each thrust.
Moans and screams of pleasure. Both entwined like they never wanted to let go.
Rythm going faster, until both reaching the breaking point. Shudders, moans and sighs. A moment of elation.
She held onto him tightly, breathing heavily.
He nipped at her neck and smiled at her.
She grinned. “Now I’ve got a piece of you.” She kissed him passionetly, biting down on his lower lip, drawing blood and drinking, a copper taste she knew and loved.
He moaned and she looked at him.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”