In the early morning hour, I dial your number. I explain that I need to see you right away. With a concern in your voice, you ask what is wrong. My only response is that I need medical attention because my body is in desperate need of sexual healing. You excitedly tell me that you are on your way.
I turn off the lights and spark the candles. The smell of vanilla already lingering in the air. As I hear a soft knock on the door, I take the phone off of the hook. No distractions and no disturbances, for we will belong to only each other.
I open the door wearing only a soft pink robe with my hair up in a clip. As you enter the doorway, you ask me where I hurt and I point to my lips. You kiss them very softly while massaging the back of my neck and letting my hair down. While our tongues are exploring one another, I slowly unbutton your shirt. As I massage your chest, your lips move to my neck. Gently biting and sucking my soft skin that smells of vanilla. This sends an incredible surge of passion throughout my entire body. Your hands move down to untie my robe.
As you slowly open it, you discover that I am totally naked underneath. You begin kissing down my neck to my collar bone. When you reach my breasts, you ask if it hurts there too. I quietly moan yes. You drop to your knees and begin sucking on my nipple while massaging the other. Enjoying the way you make them harder with each kiss of your lips and touch of your hands. You move your hand down to feel my warmth and wetness. Once you feel how ready I am for you, you stand to your knees; wrapping your arms around my waist and leading me to the bedroom. Softly kissing and touching all the way. The closer you stand to me, the harder you get.