I just have to write this.
I feel her embrace so utterly powerfully today. Her arms are around me and I can feel her fingers slowly undressing me. Her lips are on mine and I am lost in her eyes. I cannot remember her fingers entering me in a physical way at all, yet, suddenly they are there, inside me and I ache to be totally filled by her. Claire's presence is overpowering, I am lost in her. How many times did she make me cum? Too many to count, and in too many places to remember. How natural it was to abandon myself totally to her. How erotic every little touch and every small suggestion were to me.
Strange, how today I feel so sexual, so sensual and so deeply in love with her today. I stand there with my eyes tightly closed and I feel her in every part of me. I actually become aroused. I feel myself becoming wet as at the anticipation of her touch. I feel her warmth, her scent and her wetness on my face. I commune with her intimately and deeply. Again, I feel the love making me sway on my feet. My eyes remain tightly closed. I feel that I want to cum, right here, right now, as if it is the most important thing in my life. I need to orgasm with a desire that is primal. Again, I feel Claire on me and in me. I taste her very soul.
A sharp wind blows the light flurry of snow from the trees near me and into my face. It shocks me back to the here and now. I open my eyes, and look upon Claire's coffin as it is lowered. She is in me, how I wish that I was with her now.