I Want

I want to walk into your office one morning and see you sitting at your desk, ready to start your day.

I want to walk up behind you and gently turn your chair away from the computer as I place your coffee on the desk corner.

I want to look in your eyes and see the emotions fly across them - from annoyance, to inquiry, to the anticipation that lights up your face as you see the glint of mischief in mine.

I want to kneel on the floor between your denim clad legs and place my hands on your knees.

I want to slowly trace a path up your legs, inside your thighs until the palms of my hands graze over the zipper of your jeans.

I want to feel you swell with desire as my palms gently massage you, the pressure of my caress increasing with desire.

I want to hear you sigh as I unbutton the jeans and slowly - very slowly - pull the zipper down.

I want to cherish the moment right before I am able to touch you - skin upon skin - as I feel you twitch with want beneath me.

I want to feel my whole body convulse as I finally feel your hot, firm cock in my grasp and listen to your moans as I gently stroke you.

I want to feel you swell in my hands, your hips slowly beginning a soft rocking towards me.

I want to wrap my fingers around you, stroking you more and more, up and down, alternating between a soft caress and a tighter grip.

I want to see that first tantalizing drop of cum escape from you, telling me without words of your deep pleasure.

I want to take the pad of my thumb and gently spread that drop in ever increasing circles around your head, your soft moans telling me that you are pleased.

I want to bring that thumb back to my lips and enjoy the taste of your cum upon my tongue for the first time.

I want to have my eyes never leave yours as I suck on my thumb, the taste of you filling me, your eyes watching my pleasure.

I want to be consumed by a need to take you into my mouth and feel you fill me.

I want to wrap my tongue around your cock, engulfing you in wet warmth.

I want to have you fill my mouth as I slowly take you into me, gently sucking on you, my lips tightening around your base.

I want to feel your hand clutch my shoulder, as if the action was uncontrolled by you, with your fingers causing me a twinge of pain as they bite into my flesh as the sensations overwhelm you.

I want your other hand to weave your fingers into my hair, your grasp guiding my head to the pace you desire with a light tugging on my hair to keep me in place.

I want to feel your hips thrusting towards me, each rise and fall bringing you closer to the ecstasy within your reach.

I want to look up and see your head rolled back against the seat, eyes closed and your mouth open - as if there were no words that could describe the moment.

I want to feel your hands twist in my hair, your grip stronger, your need to cum driving you faster and faster.

I want to have you look down at me with eyes clouded with passion, unreserved and unashamed for me to witness.

I want to hear your sighs turn to moans, then moans to cries, cries to shouts until finally, your hips rise in one triumphant gesture.

I want to feel the streams of salty wetness hit my throat, my tongue, my lips and my face.

I want to feel your body convulse, your thrusts into my mouth at first hard and then longer - more languid - as your orgasm possesses your body, every cell overcome with bliss.

I want to hear you collapse back into the chair, your body trembling with wave after crashing wave of pleasure as your breathing slows to normal.

I want to see your eyes turn to me as my fingers gather a stray drop from my face and I want to you to see my contentment as I suck on my fingertips.

I want to see the look of wonder on your face as I gently place you back into your jeans, carefully zipping and buttoning up before I stand in front of you.

I want to see you light up as I move the coffee cup in front of you and kiss you lightly on your head before I walk back to the door.

I want to see you smile as I say, "have a nice day at work," before I leave the room.