As we laid there that night and I held you to my body, the moment was right, the time was right, the feeling, it was  great! I remember not, another time, when I felt so alive to be so still, just laying there, still inside you and still as can be. The only motion was your chest and mine gasping, trying to recover from our moment and you legs and body shaking in a quivering  motion, trying to regain control from such an uncontrollable moment. We were there alone in the night as if time had forgotten us and we were OK to be alone, together, by ourselves, without the world baring down on us. The only thing keeping time was your heart pounding against my chest and your breathing still calming from the rush that was heaven for both of us. The moisture still between us felt cool with every breeze across our bodies, but we were still warm we each other. I was warm and he was warm inside of you. Everything, down to the smell of your skin was perfect. The vanilla body spray you wore that night, anticipating me  smelling it on every square inch of your body, from you head to your toes and everywhere in between.  Where is that night? Why can't we get back to that night? I fell asleep inside of you and you had never felt so safe in your life than when I held you. I had never felt so safe. I had let down my guard for you. I had melted for you and because of you. It was you! Oh it was you. It was us! We were home and warm and filled with each other, we were home. I had never finished so hard in my life, and judging by the way you shook and trembled, I knew it was nothing that you had ever experienced. It was so much more than our first night together, it was our defining moment. From then on things would be different for us, as we were spoiled by each other and completely changed.  Where is that night? I need that night, I need that moment. I need it for all of the rest of my time. And if I can take it with me, I will. But I need it again. We have had other moments, but nothing as strong, nothing so bonding, nothing so pure and innocent as that night. It was so pure and innocent that it felt wrong, yet  right, all at the same time. Where is that magical moment, where did we leave it. Help me find it. I want it again, and again and again. We can keep trying until we find it. You know it's going to happen, you just don't know when. The anticipation of something so great, is almost as good that act of greatness in itself. I need to feel your chest thumping against mine. I need to know I did that to you, and you loved it. I need to know that you too, long for it. I need to know that you to want nothing else in life then to replay and relive that moment, infinitely. I am longing for the scratching, the biting, the thrusting hips, the moaning and groaning, the sweat, the twisting and pulling, the hardness of the act all engulfed in the love we have and share! I need it, you need it, we can both have it over and over and over again. I can give it to you, will you take it from me? Please, I am begging you to take it. I am begging you to want it. Whenever you need it, it is yours, you have my permission to take it. Take it all, every last piece and pour every last drop of yourself out on me and we will celebrate in voice together, as one.
And though I am less needing now than when I started to tell you about it and before all the thoughts and images started racing through my mind, I still want it from you. The imagines and memory I have aren't enough to fulfill my needs and desires, though they are still great and very useful, I now need it with you. The real you. Again! And if you're ready right now, I can be ready again, right now. If it means that I have no turnaround time baby, I will be ready for you. I can do that for one more shot at our moment.  We can go home again, to that moment, just let me take you there. When you're ready, just say so and I will drive you home.
I love you, I love you, I love you!