Feel The Fantasy...

I feel your touch, cool against my hot skin
Your fingers trace their way over my body
I gasp with pleasure when you softly tease
Bright agony burns as the candle drips wax
I writhe, my breath comes ragged and short
One by one, all my sensitive spots burn hot
Suddenly, the bright shock of icy cold touch
As a cube runs over me, quenching the fire
Soft leather grips me, stroking and teasing
Your gloved hand draws me to the very edge
Then stops, leaving me begging for release
I feel your lips at my ear and a soft whisper
“What do you think I'll do to you now Baby?”
I strain, bound, blindfolded, in your control
And in sudden ecstasy, as your lips engulf me...