You’ve been awake for days, it seems. There is something on your mind that you can’t seem to shake. Tonight is no different. I wake up while the sky is still dark. I look at the clock to see that it is 3:00am. I quietly tip toe down the stairs, feeling the cool air against my silk nightgown, to see you standing beside the fireplace, undressed and pure, looking out the window. Your left arm is outstretched. You’re leaning against the wall with one hand, as you hold a glass of scotch in the other. I have never seen somebody as  unbelievably sexy as you are in this moment. The muscles throughout your back are tense, and I know just what it is I need to do. Moving toward you, I wrap my arms around your chiseled chest, holding you close to me from behind. You groan quietly and place your left hand over mine. Before long, I slide my hands down your chest, tickling your stomach and teasing your waist before finally resting my hands on your ever-present erection. Once again, you moan. God, you feel so good in my hands. My head is pressed against your back as I begin to play with you. You rest your glass on the fireplace mantel, before turning around.

You move to face me, looking only with sorrow in your eyes. You’re broken and want to fix you; you’re hurting and I yearn to mend your broken heart. I long to cater to your every desire; I wish to take all of your torment away. I take your hand as I lead you to the couch. You sit down before I straddle you. I begin to kiss you deeply. Your large, protecting hands cover the small of my back as you pull me toward you. I need you as much as you need me. You pull me in, as if I am the air you need to stop from suffocating. You kiss my neck, my chest, and my breasts. Your desire begins to take over you and you will my body to move. You pull my night gown up to find that I am naked underneath. Under different circumstances, I would have received a sharp look of raging desire, but in this moment, you offer me a look of uncapped thankfulness. Your eyes tell me that I am exactly what you needed and your breathing tells me that you can wait for me no longer.

I settle on top of you and you ease yourself into me. I moan with pleasure as you enter me. No puzzle pieces have ever fit together as well as you and I, in moments such as these. The world is dark and you and I are all that exist. You hug me close to you as you maneuver my body up and down against you. Your breathing is heavy. Although you do not speak, I can read you well. You continue to pull me closer and closer to your body; two colors of paint colliding.

You begin to move faster, harder; and before long, you change our position. Your strong arms lift me off of you and lay me onto my back. Your body takes over mine as you move over me. You slide into me once again. My body aches for you when you’re not inside of me and when you finally return to your desired place, my body caves in around you. Everything I am falls apart under your embrace. I am completely yours and you are mine. You continue to move fast inside of me.  Your desire begins to overwhelm you and I feel you build. All at once, you shatter into me. Your release is full; your body shakes over mine. You collapse onto my body as you breathe heavily, trying to recover. 

I hold you close to me. All I want is to protect you from every battle that you may face. I want to be the security blanket covering you from every problem that may arise. You continue to embrace me, silently. As our chests slow their rise and fall, you drift into the sleep that has been evading you.