**Narrators point of view**
There they were. Two young people, both equally in love, and both equally haunted by their horrid past, shared such an intimacy, that only those two could share. The only light in the room, where their naked bodies stood closely together, came from the morning sun. The golden light reflected in her beautiful pale skin, and her moans were singing a symphony with the birds outside.
He pulled his finger out of her entrance, and sucked on it, right in front of her eyes. She gasped, and felt embarrassed, because she didn't know, if he liked the taste. ''I knew you would taste good-'' he whispered in her ear, as he lifted her up, into his arms. The goosebumps ran down her spine, and her nipples were as hard as they could be, and he could feel them pointing against his strong chest.
