The soft velvety feel of the petals,
Slowly stroking the length of my pussy,
Sends shivers through my veins.
Making my own petals moist.
A soft moan escapes my lips,
As you encircle my clit.
Leaning forward,
You taste of my juices,
Inhaling my scent,
Mixed with that of the rose.
Want pools in your groin.
You swell with need.
I feel the petals leaving my clit.
Traveling upwards.
Across my stomach.
The softness of the rose,
Followed by skin,
As you travel up my body.
Each nipple,
Traced with the petals,
Kissed.
Our lips meet with a soft moan,
As your cock slowly slides inside me.
And slowly.
Ever so slowly.
We make love,
As you trace my cheeks and mouth,
With the petals of the rose,
Between kisses of passion,
And love.