Creative Writing: Journal Entry

Maya Jones shivered, her eyes falling shut. She threw her head back, a small moan escaping her parted lips. She felt herself losing control of her body. She began to feel light like a feather, and no longer felt any worries. Maya felt the bed beneath her dissolve as she began to float. This was a feeling she's never felt before, it’s what most people would call an ‘out of body experience.’ “Don’t stop.” she whispered. “Please.” Denver’s lips found her ear where he gently bit on her ear lobe. It sent a shiver down Maya’s back, causing her to pull him closer. “You like that?” He asked her. She moaned in response. He began to kiss every inch of her neck, inhaling her in. He wanted more of her, and wanted her in every way he possibly could have
She wanted to remember this feeling because she wasn’t sure if she’d ever be able to feel like this again. She studied him, the lighting in the room caused by the moon not doing his body justice. “Please.” She begged pulling him in closer. Maya’s head began to spin, and she felt the tension building up inside her. She held on to him tighter as she began to tremble in his embrace. She allowed herself to trust him, feeling safe in his arms. “Cum for me baby.” He whispered. His voice alone turned Maya on. Denver’s voice had an effect on her, that was certain. It caused her insides turn into knots, and she wasn’t sure if they were butterflies, or lust; but whatever it was she felt it. She arched her back off the bed trying to take him all in, her nails digging into his back. He bit back his groan and held her close as she began to explode on to him. He began to quicken his strokes, as her moans grew louder. Denver wanted her to feel it. He wanted her to know that nobody would be able to make her feel what he was able to make her feel. He tangled her hair into his hands, pulling her head back to expose her neck. Denver kissed her neck roughly wanting more of her