I Explore You
I need to touch you. I ache to simply slide my hands along the contours of your skin. To learn every inch of your body, every scar, every dimple, soft hollow and hard muscle. Soft hands and wet lips lingering over favored places.
Listening for every breath and moan of need. Your eye's following every touch, kiss and stroke as I sensually learn your heated body. Those eye's that wont let me hide anything, that linger, inside mem in my soul. The softness of your lips..when they meet mine, tasting and turn hungry, deep and hard taking what's left of my resistence. The lips I want to lose myself in... The strong wicked mind calculates and waits, learning all he can to mold me into his deepest desires. The hidden heart that shields its softness, protected to deeply. The heart that needs love and devotion.
I avoid the most sensitive places..getting close but dare not touching. Simply letting my hair graze over your hardness as I move on to other areas with nothing more than hot breath and a promising kiss of return. I wonder how long it will take. Kissing and stroking and waiting... The wide expanse of your chest..to cuddle close to and savor the sweetness of your nipple's with my lips and tongue grazing the hard points.
Strong thighs and long legs to push your hard cock deep within me. Knees that I can rest between and feel your soft touch, that you are happy I am there. Tight arms that hold me captive or keep me safe. Your hands that touch me gently or harshly and make me yearn for something more.. Those delicious hands in my hair and around my neck. Those hands that pull me tight against you so I feel every inch of you on my sensitive skin. There are your feet that bring you back to me when we are parted , those Master's feet that I shall kiss and rest my head upon.
Sitting up between your now parted legs I stretch my hands forward sliding up your thighs and wait. Looking deeply into the depth of your eyes..I am breathing hard and I smile rather wickedly, and make you wait for what you know is next. Just a bit longer til I feel you reach the edge of your patience, your hands reaching into my hair tightening in warning....sighing with pleasure because I love to push you over the edge. I lower my head and let my hair envelope the gate of heaven and rest my head against it's pillar of strength and ultimate maleness. Breathing deep I gather your scent around me and let my mouth open slightly my tongue reaching out for that first heated taste.
