Teasing you

While you watched from inches away,
I brought my fingers to my crotch
scratched gently at the fabric covering my pussy,
pushing the material against my wetness.

I slipped my fingers, within my hold,
Feeling the wetness, warmth untold.
From my sensitive spot, down they'd glide,
Moisture building, my pleasure would reside.

Sliding my fingers along the slickness, from my clit,
where I lingered for long enough to feel my muscles tense
down to slide easily into me, making my fingers wet.
and the juice dripping from it, sweet and dense

Withdrawing my fingers, for your eyes to see,
Offering a taste, a scent of me.
Your tongue reaching, a desperate plea,
To savor the essence, to set you free.

"Do you crave it, the taste so sweet?"
You yearned, in longing, your voice complete.
"Yes, please, I beg, let me devour,
Your essence, your flavor, in this sacred hour."

Placing wet fingers upon your lips,
Into your mouth, a sensual eclipse.
Your greedy suction, an eager embrace,
Moans resonating, passion's embrace.

Gently I moved, within your domain,
Fingers exploring, a rhythmic refrain.
Observing closely, my eyes locked with yours,
As your mouth accepted, desires would soar.

You widened your lips, for more of my hold,
Sucking deeply, desire uncontrolled.
Moans low and profound, breaking through,
Our connection, powerful and true.

Removing my fingers, your breath held tight,
Struggling to recover, with all your might.