Your eyes burn into my soul, passionately reaching out to me, yet never touching. You've been searching for a lust so deep, and in me you've found it. I can feel your heat pulsing through my veins, your skin on my skin, sweating, gliding. You lower your lips to mine, and evelope me in ecstasy, breathing in time, deeper, faster.
I can feel your mouth on my shoulder, warm and moist, your fingers caressing my body. Touching and exploring every curve, every inch. Your teeth graze a trail down my throat and over my breast, and I arch my back in anticipation. The wait is bitter-sweet torture. Your fingers trace light circles over my skin, lower and lower, until they reach my thighs. I hold my breath.
Your mouth continues to wander; perfect kisses draw shuddering breaths. Until your mouth meets your hands, and I can feel your lips between my legs. Sweet torturous temptation, I await with baited breath. Your tounge moves in perfect rythm, ever so gently, over and over, causing me to inhale sharply. Desire rises rapidly, and I need to feel the length of you. Deep. True. Passion. It hurts so sensuosly and I move closer and closer to the top. Fingers grasping at ecstasy. I shudder beneath your body, every breath in perfect sync. Eyes burning my soul.