Laying in bed, his arms wrapped around her,
His pale long fingers caressing her porcelain face.
His chest pressed against hers and
His lips and hers moving effortlessly together, dancing.
Covered by blood-red sheets in their own wonderland,
Holding his hands through whatever may come next.
Her perfectly sculpted hips being disturbed by an extra set of hands,
That time again, his best friend comes to bed.
His long pale hands pulling her face near his and kissing her softly.
His fingers roaming slowly down her stomach,
Down between her perfectly white thighs,
Sliding fingers inside her…
Watching him look at her in his arms.
Her red hair falling back on his chest,
Watching her man’s eyes widen at her moans…
Pulling him close and moaning in his mouth.
Loving the look in his eyes,
Loving his best friend’s hands all around her…
Loving the rush…
Loving the occasional threesome.
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