A Taste of Sex

The room was dark, and only the filtered light from a cracked closet door revealed the naked perfection laying upon my bed.  Time was short, and the anticipation that loomed seemed to cascade down upon us out of nowhere.  Interludes such as this are intense, they hover just beyond the grasp of insanity, and in doing so, push us past all regret and embrace the dark side of our nature.
Her body was perfect, silky smooth, with a softness that melted to my touch.  Only a hint of fragrance drifted up from her, leaving me hungry for more.  The fact that she was giving herself up to me, only fueled my desire for her as I mounted her and tied her wrist together.
A long slow kiss lead to a wet stream of saliva that descended down her body.  From her breasts to her hips and down the inside of her thighs, I savored her.
 What is it that drives our carnal instinct, what is it that prevails in the shadows that no one can see?
 Finish the story.  Finish it if you can............