Slowly unwrapping by the tree, our presents shown to each other.

Lips touching, bodies entwining breathing you in like it was my last breath.

The contrast of my hands against your gorgeous soft skin as I slip your last defence down your beautiful legs.

Kneeling before you, admiring your everything, before my hands reach behind and pull your present slowly to me.

Lips touching, legs wrapping around my neck, tasting you like it was my last meal.

Listening to you take your first shuddering breath, as you push against my face and your hands grip my hair.

I don’t stop...