Love Song

His fingers grace her neck. Fingers one, two, and three make their way around her collar bone and make her slightly hit a low octave tone. His hands move down to her shoulder; caressing them. His left hand takes her face and turns it to his and he places a kiss upon her lips while his right hand makes his home on her hips.
He taps his finger tips.
She hums to his gentle touch.
Strumming her body.
Using her pleasure points as keys.
Her vertebrae as strings; he moves in digits up and down, cheek to cheek to hear her sounds. Her whimpers and moans are the sounds he's been longing to hear. Her heart beat, is the drum. Her breathing is what creates the rhythm to the lyrics in his head. The placements of his hands on her waist and the squeezing causing her to inhale and exhale in various mummers only he could understand. Her eyes read as a music sheet and her body as the instrument.
Play that music slow and sensual. Taking his time to make sure all the notes are perfectly aligned, each cord is perfectly stroked, each sound heard is perfectly, in order to make the perfect love song. A love song that he and she can share, the only type of song that her instrument can produce to make his flute salute and thump with anticipation.
It's his song, he knows how to play it. Where to stroke the keys erotic euphoric notes
It's her body as his instrument where he touches her there and she squirms, runs his nails down her body to get her body in tune. When he kisses her and puts his hands in places and strokes her inner most cords,
doom
ping
hmm
sing to those beautiful sounds her body is making.
Play that instrument daddy.
Strike the right cord and cause a radiant sound and let it bounce off the eardrum.
Play that love song.

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