He guided the nightshirt over her head with a sense of urgency borne of desire, and she quickly helped him shed the rest of her clothing- the irritating obstructions separating their heated skin. Mature sex He heard her sigh, felt her shift slightly under the covers, pause for the longest time, then, just as he was almost certain she had fallen asleep… Invisible eddies, swirling currents created with every inhalation. A few heartbeats later, they kissed again. He was awake…! He guided the nightshirt over her head with a sense of urgency borne of desire, and she quickly helped him shed the rest of her clothing- the irritating obstructions separating their heated skin. It was a side of her that she would have been horrified to show anywhere but just then, in the concealing darkness, with him by her side. Where was this going? As they retreated slightly from each other, lips wet with moisture, her rational side made a last, desperate attempt at reason.
