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Click hereDon’t breathe . . .
Hold your breath
feel the energy
swell up in your breasts
in your hardened nipples
begging to be teased
No, hold it . . .
For only a few more seconds
as I trace my fingers down along your arms
over your shoulders
over your waiting breasts
Each finger gracing your screaming nipples
slow, longing fingers, bathing of your flesh
hungrily tasting of the softness of your skin
the hardness of your anticipation
Wait . . .
Muscles cringe with anxious tension
as I whisper along your stomach
Not yet . . .
Not until I venture down
to where your body glistens of a hunger
your grimaced pleas reveal
to my lips
my tongue
to taste of satin pleasures
No, don’t breathe . . .
Until I kiss you
Breathe.
Gasp . . .
As bolts of energy race through your supple body
exhaling sated cries into the night
burning shards of uninhibited electricity
waves of passion ebbing as your hips pulsate to my touch
my kiss
Your breasts rise
as you try to reclaim the breath I stole
held from you as the fabric ties that bind you to my bedpost
keep you to my willowing tongue
Now hold it . . .
Again