The night air smelled of jasmine. With thousands of stars in the black sky and the chirping of tropical birds in the distance, the woman moved forward through the trees to her lover. This was a time before the social conventions of marriage and dating. This was a time when the earth was young and her children followed the instincts of their bodies. They ate when they hungered, drank when they thirsted and mated when the feeling was right.
The cool night air brushed against her body as she moved through the jungle. Her heart thundered in her breast as she neared him. Her waist length brown waves rippled in the breeze, framing a face that was symmetrically beautiful with its green eyes and wide smile, her lips supple and the lower lip full. The flora and fauna parted way as the feline grace of the tall woman sauntered over to the moon lit pool where her lover waited for her.
They looked into each other's eyes and there a universe passed between them. There were no words, just feeling, just the heat they always felt when they were together in this way. The man was a full head taller than his woman, and as he took her in his arms, he could feel the tightness of her nipples against his chest. He let out a shudder as he leaned in to claim her lips for his own. She sighed against his lips and buried her fists in his hair as she molded her perfect body to his.
He caressed her body slowly working his way down with his lips from the hollow of her swan like neck to the tips of her breasts as her body flushed beneath his touch, and arched her back, her eyes closed. She reached down, but he took her hands, both of them and pinned them above her head as he lay atop her, holding her gently but firmly as he took possession of her body, with his lips and tongue.
