TERRACE, night<br/><br/>He felt so sweetly surprising to her, always, each and every time when they had the precious time for themselves that it always coaxed a smile onto her face.<br/>She closed her eyes and exhaled long... stroking his back, sometimes lightly with the edges of her nails... They were waving together in a perfect rythm,<em>their own rythm</em>.<br/>There are no two couples who make love the same way.<br/>This was the vanilla scent-creamy white-terrace type of way.<br/>Beth lifted her hips and moved towards Raiga, folded legs pulling her a bit upper - just to invite him more into her warm depths...<br/>