She clung to him desperately, feeling her body wanting to go slack after her orgasm and afraid she would fall.  He kissed her and gathered her in his arms and it just felt right to have this strong young man holding her, taking her where he would.  It turned out to be the master bedroom, the king bed, the beautiful sheets she had picked out new a few weeks ago.  He laid her down on it, kissing her still, and she remembered this was what it was like to have a lover, to not be able to stop touching and kissing.  His hands roamed over her body, she couldn't even keep track of where.  And she put her hands on his.<br/><br/>She stroked the back of his neck as she kissed him back, eyes closed, ran her fingers tousling his hair.  Then across his broad back, feeling its strength, down to his belt, gripping at it, pulling him to her.  She broke the kiss and slid her mouth across his cheek to his neck, up to his ear.  She couldn't quite believe she hadn't done this before, that everyone wasn't doing this.  Sex for the sake of sex, Sex because you both wanted it, wanted each other.  Her hands worked at his shirt, tugging at the back, untucking it, her hands on his skin.