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Things have been strained. Life has complicated us. But we try and try.
Lately the sex has been non existent. The little touches that send my pulse racing and my pussy aching not so much. The looks, and smiles hardly show.
I try and try to entice and the constant rejection makes it hard. Hard to survive, hard to smile, and hard to love,
But tonight, your touches and caresses are little and constant. Your eyes shine, your smile is teasing. I ache in anticipation. I throb in the right places. Its been so long.
We play and touch.
We kiss and taste.
You grind i moan.
You whisper we cant do this. But we can do other stuff. I agree. Anything is better then nothing.
You slide off the bed, turn me around, standing between my legs.
You tell me to touch
I touch where your fingers and tongue should be. I rub, moan and thrust my hips. I look at you, your watching me. You hand stroking, hard and long strokes.
I close my eyes, wishing you would just thrust, i raise my hips higher to get closer. I moan your name, rubbing harder and faster.
Frustrated your not entering, just one little push.
With eyes closed, just the thinking of the feeling of you entering brings me closer, cuming harder than ever.
I look at you, your concentrating hard, your hips thrusting. You tell me to open myself up. 
I do. Exposing the inner most me.
I tell you to cum on me.
“ your my dirty slut” you groan out. Fisting harder and faster.
The wet warmth hitting in the right places, your rub your head on my wet and aching nub.
You lean in, chaste kisses bring me to heat, you pull away.
Leaving me begging for more.