A dance, one to music that only the two of them could hear was played.
A kiss here, a grope there. Intensely the two stared at each other. It was a dance of passion. One neither wanted to stop.
Entranced in each other's eyes. I'm the seductive dance that they both danced. Eventually the music that soothed their ears stopped, a slow passion replacing it as they fell to the bed.
The girl stared into the man's eyes. His hands reached around. A zipper found and lowered.
The dress fell, the undergarments hidden by the elaborate dress bared.
Lacy and barely there, those were the descriptors of the bra and panties that she had worn.
It was as beautiful as it was sexy. One that seemed to draw in the eyes just as it did the man's own.
…
Another kiss was placed on Aoifs lips, my own eyes staring into hers as I watched her slowly lean into me.
My hands groped at her sides, lightly petting her skin as they fell further up her body.
