Musing

Can you feel it, vibrating up through your navel. The muscles at the bottom of your stomach tighten, and the sensation is multiplied,
Soon, it's tickling your spine and you arch your back.

You gasp as a moan sneaks past your lips.
I love the way your breath shudders on my chest.
My lips kiss the side of your neck.

Such a private spot.
Visible to the world,
Yet too intimate to touch.

Lips,
Another's lips,
God her lips,
How I long to feel her lips.

Necks on lips.
No, lips on neck.
I swear I won't stop till I'm driving you mad.

A breath so close to your ear,
It tickles you down to your toes.
It tickles lightly,
So slowly,
So slightly.
A pleasure like you've never known.