Love Off The Dance Floor: The Final Chapter - Sex Stories

Love Off The Dance Floor: The Final Chapter

... depths. The soft feel of her blanketed them, enveloping them in silky heat. Slippery, wet juices squished my fingers as I thrust into her again and again. My tongue never stopped. Her moans never ceased. "Mmmmm..." Convulsing waves swept through her, her body trembling in the throes of release. She arched again, her orgasm escalating before receding into a stream of unending bliss. She lay motionless, her arms by her sides. The rise and fall of her breasts slowed, her passion finally sated. "Cass," Serena murmured lazily, "you were incredible. I knew you'd be," she added, her voice growing softer. "I want to pleasure you all night long, sweet girl. Just need to catch my breath." Then she fell silent. Neither one of us moved, our silhouettes still in the candles' glow. A peaceful calm washed over us in the aftermath of our lovemaking. The candlelight flickered. The music played its tantalizing tune. Beside me lay the rose—the flower that represented the beauty of a woman's heart, a woman's soul. I brushed the silken petals against my fingers remembering what they symbolized. Carefully, I raised the blossom and whispered softly into the night. "Serena, I give you this rose, for you are special to me." The End