Where Angels Fly

[Akura]

He was stunned again, her naked body shimmering in the light of the log fire, the heat slowly drying her off. He didn't know what to say, he simply dropped the firepoker where he stood.

"C'mere" she beckoned, moving across the room till they met on the rug in the middle, "Now kiss me again" she demanded, stealing a kiss from him.

Michael was trembling, the whole scene moving so slowly in his head. She pulled back, helping him remove his shirt, throwing it aside. Georgia leaned back in to the kiss, tugging at his belt and pushing him down onto the rug.

"Georgia, I-" he began, caressing her hips,

"Shhh..." she ushered, slipping off the rest of his clothes,

He trailed gentle kisses along her neck, moving down across her chest. Butterflies whirled faster and faster in her stomach as he softly pressed his tongue against her skin. He pressed his touch against her belly button, moving down with his kisses. His lips pressed themselves against her legs, working up to her inner thigh.
She squealed with pleasure as he kissed between her legs, a surge of escasty running up her spine. She ran her hands through his soft, damp hair, responding to his touch.

His fingers assisted his tongue, her breathing growing heavier and deeper. His kisses worked their way back up her chest, kissing her again on the lips. She nibbled his bottom lip, licking his face playfully.
Georgia pushed him down, forcing herself ontop of him, pressing her body against his, feeling his embrace. She let her hands feel the contours of his body, exploring it with her tongue, listening intenty for his moans of pleasure.

Michael rolled her over, causing her to giggle, moving in to consummate their love. The light of the fire flickered over their naked bodies, the two entwined in deep, passionate love...