As she ascended,
I watched her face change.
I felt her arms tighten around me.
I saw her breasts heave with every ragged breath.
I had her.
Her brow furrowed.
Her mouth contorted.
Her squeals turned into squeaks.
Her body was tensing and arching into my embrace.
I had her.
I watched and waited as I worked.
My hands were tired and beginning to cramp.
I studied each curve, each breath, each shudder.
I gentled her slowly up to the edge and held her there.
I had her.
I stopped my breath as she stopped hers.
Her mouth opened slowly to a silent scream.
Her eyes went wide and rolled back in her head.
She FROZE in a tight, contorted pose of power.
I had her - holding her there before I tipped her into oblivion.
The body quaking took hold of her -
A profound and deep release from every fiber.
A great groaning breath blew across my face.
And she fell, and fell, and fell into the blissful dark.
I had her...I had her as she fell.
Then through hooded eyes and a sleepy smile
She looked up at me with love and deep content,
Before she sank quietly, safely, softly into a deep sleep,
Knowing I would still be there when she awoke.
I had her...I had her....................and I always will.
