If i Could Be Anywhere Now...A Loving Embrace.
If i could be anywhere now, i'd be with you. Holding you gently and treasuring the feel of the skin on your bare arms as we slowly danced before the crackling warmth of a chalet hearth.
My eyes search yours. Silently mining the depths of your soul for the secrets which lie hidden there. Our left hands clasp together, fingers tightly interwoven. My other arm wraps you in a warm embrace, my open hand resting on the small of your back...holding you close, so close that our hips caress each other with the langorous motion of each step. Can you feel how my hardness grows for you?
The tips of my fingers follow the delicate curve of your spine as i slide my hand up your back, cupping the back of your head in my palm and pressing your eager mouth to mine. We feel the heat of each others bodies as i lock you ever closer in my embrace. You are mine now, and i am yours. My fingers gently massage your scalp, and our tongues play their own secret games.
Breaking away for a second, i smile, and pull you down to the whispy embrace of a soft white rug. Now i lean into you, forcing you back with another deep and lingering kiss. You feel me over you, hot, and hard. Our kisses are more passionate now, Urgent. Insistant. Probing. You feel me licking, sucking, and gently nipping at the skin of your ear, your neck. I trace the length of your collarbone with the tip of my tongue, then swirl a slow, wet spiral toward the centre of your beautiful breast.
I am seated over you now, my legs astride your hips and the heat of my cock at the door of your passion. Leaning forward, i have your breasts in my hands. They glisten in the firelight as i kiss them, suck them, trace the outline of your areolae with my hot tongue and flick playfully at your nipples. Gently, i take those delicate buds into my mouth, alternately pressing with the flat of my tongue and pulling gently with my teeth. My hands return to your scalp, massaging it gently as continue ministering to those luscious orbs.
I move my hands to your hips. Can you feel the mix of heat and coolness as my tongue winds a slow path toward your navel, your hips...Placing my hands under your knees, i fold your beautiful legs upward and apart. Smiling, i rest them astride me, reach over, and pass you a cushion and a glass of your favourite liqueur. "Just relax," i tell you. The fire crackles...I feast my eyes on your beautiful legs... Long, smooth and strong, they fan the flames of my passion.