Senses of Sex

Touching your soft skin,
I adore the way it feels under my fingers.
So warm and satiny.
Squishy in all the right places.

I want to be wrapped in your arms;
Curled into your chest, the scent of you surrounding me.
You smell like clean and sex all at the same time,
It's a heady aroma that turns me on every time I smell it.

Your hands caress me, igniting my inner fire.
Removing my inhibitions, making me want things I never knew I wanted.
I want to do things to you, but you take my mind away.
You bring me to new heights of sensation.

Kissing me, I taste you; a fruity, earthy flavor that I could drown in.
You let my tongue search your mouth for more honey.
Then you pull away, smiling, sending shivers down my spine;
As you play with my breasts for the first time.

You climb on top of me and I feel like we are finally together,
My breath catches as I feel you search for my waistband.
I giggle because it tickles, the soft touch of your fingers.
You look at me, unsure as to what you have done, but I smile encouragingly.

You undress me in an almost reverent manner, yet it is also playful in its own way.
I run my hands up your thighs, getting a growl in response.
I love the way you sound as a cup on fondle you for the first time tonight.
As you roll over and bring me with you, I laugh, delighted.

You nuzzle my neck, nipping at it, making me sigh in pleasure.
You whisper in my ear; and I agreeing, slowly slide on to you.
I moan with desire at the feeling of you inside of me yet again.
I had forgotten, yet again, the strength of connection that sex can create.