We meet in the doorway, the moonlight through the windows casting a silver sheen on your raven tresses. The candles give a golden glow to the ivory negligee that parts just enough to allow me a glimpse of your silken breasts yet still hiding the treasures of your secret places. We speak no words, but enfold each other in a tender embrace. I gently turn your face up to kiss you, your cheeks, your neck, your eyes, and finally your sweet lips. As we kiss, you move your body so your thigh is pressing my awakening flesh and mine can feel the rising heat of you. The negligee slips from your shoulders and falls to the floor, as does my robe, so we may stand skin on skin as we caress each other. Back, shoulders, arm, hair, all come under our questing touch. As your lips part to receive that intimate kiss, my hands of their own accord reach down to cup the sensuous curves of your bottom and draw you nearer to me.
You guide us to the bed and we lower to it still holding each other. I gently turn you on your back and begin to kiss down your body. Your neck, shoulders, until I come to your breasts. I take my delight in kissing and nuzzling them, sucking and gently nipping your rosebud nipples, listening to you sigh each time. I then can take no more, but must go on across your smooth rounded belly. Trailing kisses down your body, I tickle your thighs with gentle licks, ever approaching your flower and it's sweet warm elixir. All of my senses are being aroused now. The sound of your sighs and breathing, the feel of your skin and your heat, the essence of your body, the taste of your nectar, the signs of desire I can see in your body.