Whisper touches along my collarbone
With your lips not so far behind
Your tongue leaves a trail of liquid desire on my skin
And as it dries, the center of me loses the solidified state
That it had become accustomed to.
I feel my body meld and mold into the warmth of your body
And that warmth of you.
As the heat you exude extends itself into my secret places
My conscious mind shuts off
And the lyrical part of my passion takes flight.
The wings flutter against my eyelids as my knees slowly
part
I can hear the disturbance in the air as it moves from a thought
to reality
And my hearts rhythm takes on the elevated cadence of lust
For you,
For your body's skills.
My lips slowly move in an unconscious display of heat as
My temperature rises
These cloths confine my space
Restrict my pubes ability to breathe
And I lift my hips to help as you remove
My last bit of restraint.
There are no words for the moisture that coats my thighs
As my hips move to their own drumbeat
Your fingers know their way along my body
They've traveled this path many times
On many a different female form
But you hesitate as you move to my guttural, basic center
I can sense your manhood wondering
About my reaction and my response to you
Do you wonder if you inspire me?
Or could it be that my own body's hormones
And the lack of touch has combined to fake
My wanton wanting-ness
For you,
For your body's skills.
When my body understands that your hands no longer roam
me
My eyes open and I look into yours
I drink in your knowledge of self
I lick up the lust in your stare
I open myself to what two bodies can create
And I say...
I want to feel the burn as the friction our bodies will make
Churns and makes that thick cream rise to the top and overflow....
Onto my hips....
Onto my thighs...
Onto this bed of mine..
I want to rock you gently with a steady movement
That will take us to the peaks of our unsuspected desires
And I will hold you as we both fall into that sweet oblivion
Called...
Orgasm.
Your response is a quick breath as you
Adjust your body's lines to fit and meet mine
In all those important places and spots....
We interconnect
We slip into a tight fit
As our eyes lock, our breathing increases.
I breathe you in as my body pulls you into mine
Deeper.
You breathe in me as you feel your body slip into mine
Deeper.
My hands explore and caress your body's uniqueness
As the speed increases
I meet your thrust with my own counter movements
And I know that your are surprised by my responsiveness
To this....
To this manic position we've soft placeumed
Hmmm...
You moan..as I join you...
Ahhhhhh...
You say...as I grasp you...
Urrggghhhhh
You shout.... as I milk you
Taking all that you have to offer
And some of what you thought you could reserve....
Then I allow my own desire to flow...
As my body twitches and squirms and squeezes...
Within its own ecstasy
You find that your desire is not as completed as you thought....
Your body takes you to the edge again...
And drops your mind into my hearts hand...
And....
The seducer has become the
Se-ducted.
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