I HEAR you as you prowl towards me, the vibration of your footsteps on the floor rises from my knees to my pussy. I SMELL your manly musky scent as it fills my nose and makes my skin tingle with electricity. I smell my own arousal, the wetness between my legs threatening to escape. I FEEL your heated gaze, my nipples hardening under your molten stare. My pussy is swollen and desperate for your touch, desperate for you, all of you.
I love the way you admire me, the way you drink me in. Your eyes penetrate straight to my soul. You make me feel so sexy, so beautiful, so vulnerable, so fucking alive. I FEEL you pull my ponytail, forcing my head back, exposing my neck to your warm kisses. Your mouth tracing lines of fire in its wake. The trails of moisture from your tongue cooled by the night air, goose bumps dancing on my skin. I HEAR you whisper in my ear "You are MINE babygirl, do you understand me? All MINE! Every sexy inch of you and I intend to remind you why you submit to me." The wetness I have desperately tried to contain spills down my thigh with your words. Your words, so enticing, holding the promise of unspeakable pleasure I know firsthand, you will deliver with fever. "Yes SIR!" I moan, my lips quivering with anticipation.
Your mouth hovers close to my lips, so fucking close, you breathe me in, inhaling my desire. "Look at me baby!" you command in a stern but sexy voice. My eyes snap open and meet yours just as you begin to slide your hand between my legs. "Oh my God, fuck yes SIR! Mmmmmm, YES PLEASE!" I beg him, panting and quivering with raw desire. I cant keep quiet any longer. The feel of your fingers in my wetness takes my breath away. I gasp and you smile at me deviously. "You are always so ready for me baby, so fucking wet, I love how you respond to me." A groan, low in his throat, echoes deep in the marrow of my bones. You bring a wet finger to my lips and paint each one, slowly, deliberately with my pussy juices. I breathe deeply and try to keep my composure, you are making it so hard but that's what you do best.
You kiss me, our tongues dancing. I TASTE you, your mouth is warm and sweet. I TASTE me, the mixture of my wetness and your mouth is almost too much to bare. I whimper into your hot mouth and you moan. I place my hands on the floor behind me, giving myself to you, presenting myself to you, submitting. My breasts full and pointing upward, my hard nipples and throbbing, my pussy open and exposed, I still myself. You prefer for me to be still when you are pleasing me...to FEEL you, to try to anticipate your next move, to embrace every sensation you give me. You can feel my inner struggle to obey, to be still, you smile again. You sense my growing need to grind against your skilled fingers. My legs are quivering with desire, and I need to release so desperately. "Good Girl" you whisper as you slide your fingers into my hungry pussy. I sink into bliss. You feel so fucking amazing. My pussy muscles contracting around your fingers tightly, desperate to hold them, right there, to keep them there forever. You know what I need, when I need it and how to make me feel so good.
