The Tease Gets Teased

My hands slide across your stomach,
trailing my nails slowly,
just enough to leave soft red scratches.
A coy smile, and my lips move closer,
close enough to your face
that you can feel my heat radiating against your skin ..
my tongue lashes out,
flicks across your lips,
tracing their shape with it's wet warmth.

I give a breathy chuckle,
as my hands slide down further
tracing the waist of your boxer shorts,
slipping just barely underneath
to tickle at the sensitive skin of your hip.
You gasp, and shiver with surprise,
and I feel you twitch at the unspoken promise.

Leaning closer suddenly,
I crush my mouth against yours,
my lips red and swollen with lust.
My free hand lifts to grip the back of your neck
pulling you closer to me
as I slip my tongue into your mouth.
Responding willingly,
your tongue wrestles with mine,
a war for dominance.

Pushing your searching hands away,
I grin into our kiss,
my hand slipping over your pants
to grip your hard length
through the stiff denim.
Caught off guard again,
you groan, and I drink it in,
shivering in blissful empathy.

I break the kiss, growling like a cat in heat,
and give you a hungry, feral grin
that makes you tremble.
Pushing you onto your back,
I straddle your hips,
grinding myself against your bulging pants,
as I unbutton them painfully slow.
Unzipping, you spring to life,
tenting those worn, plaid boxers,
as I slide between your legs,
pulling your pants down with me.

Tossing those bothersome pants aside,
I sit back, and admire my handiwork.
You writhe, wearing only those shameless boxers,
looking at me with burning eyes,
and moaning at my "innocent" smile.
I give a sigh, and move to go,
making some terribly teasing excuse
to leave you in this condition.

You give a ferocious growl, and grab my wrist,
pulling me back onto the bed,
and kissing me madly.
A slow moan drifts from my lips,
into your hungry mouth,
as your desperate hands nearly rip off my clothes,
leaving me far more naked then yourself.
Pushing me onto my back,
you quickly amend that little problem
by shedding your boxers.

My hands reach up, catching your hair,
and I tug at it to pull you close again.
You nestle between my thighs,
as I bite at your lips,
moving my hips to guide you inside.
My body arches, and we gasp in unison
as you slide into my depths, to the hilt,
and you take the opportunity
to nibble at my swollen breasts.

I roll my hips against you,
shivering at the feel of your gyrating cock,
before you pull out, almost completely ..
only to thrust back inside me without mercy.
I cry out with pleasure, as you set your pace,
hot and hard, pistoning deep inside,
encouraged as my muscles grip in anticipation.

My hands tug at your hair,
stroking through the curls,
and pulling you against my breasts
as you bite and suck.
A scream starts to rise in my throat,
as you ram inside of me,
and I push hard against you,
wrapping my legs around your hips,
and holding you inside, as I climax.

I convulse around you,
even as you explode inside me,
and we both collapse
into a sweating, trembling mass.
Panting, your head lying on my breasts,
your hands stroking unsteadily over my arms,
I feel you smile.
And my fingers release your curls numbly,
as I chuckle breathlessly,
"Think you could do that again?"