Everything and Nothing

Everything and nothing.
For so long I felt nothing.
Or maybe it was fear that I would only ever feel nothing.
But with you I feel everything.
I want you to feel everything.
I want you to give me everything.
The first words out of your mouth are a good start, “Please.”
“Please what, baby?”
“Please fuck me.”
Those words out of your mouth mean everything.
But you aren’t ready yet. So you get nothing.
Well not quite nothing.
But in this moment when you want everything,
The slow strokes along your legs that inch towards your pussy
Are not quite enough.
The fingers that lightly stroke your most sensitive spot
Are something
But you want everything.
And the twitch of my cock as I rub you shows you I want to give it to you.
Just not until you give me every moan, every whimper, every shiver, everyting
“Please.” This time a whimper follows. “Fuck me, please. I need it so fucking bad.”
“Not bad enough baby.”
Once again stuck on that fine line between everything and nothing.
A finger works inside. My other hand massages your breast.
You can sense it in me too. The hunger shows in my movement.
My breathing becomes more rapid.
A shiver runs through your body. A moan escapes your mouth.
“Please baby. Please give me your cock.”
Closer. But not quite everything.
My lips meet your mouth, trying to capture every breath.
I pull away. You try to lean up, desperate for more touches.
Instead your met with a hard bite on your neck.
It’s so that you forget nothing.
I pull away again and give you a soft caress of your cheek
And a hand around your throat.
It holds you in place. I meant everything.
Here I can see the need in your eyes and you can see the hunger in mine.
The soft caress on your cheek turns rougher.
You shake underneath me. A whimper somehow escapes.
It makes my cock throb.
My hand pulls away for a second before making contact with your cheek again.
This time in a hard slap.
It’s only then that I release your throat.
“Please. Baby. I want to give you it all.”
You're close. I can tell.
It’s almost too much for me to bear.
Your need cuts through the air.
But there’s still one word I need to hear
And until then you get nothing.
Except for a hard slap on your other cheek, the right.
Both hands are drawn to the warmth on your cheeks.
You gasp. You whimper. You moan.
You arch up, almost pushed to your absolute limit.
The idea of nothing is no longer an option.
The need overcomes you and it drives those words out of your mouth.
“Fuck. Please. Take everything. Please.”
Still squirming. Such a mess. Suddenly we are so far away from nothing.
I smile and capture your wetness between my fingers
Leaning over I bring your desire in between our lips
And we taste not nothing but your everything.
As we share your taste.
I slide in between your legs and give you my
Everything.