In the dead of the night, I come to you. No words are spoken between us but I can read your body language. The look in your eyes is saying that you want to make love to me. Our lips meet when we embrace. Your hands caressing my face and neck. Your tongue tasting my lips. Your hands softly gliding down my arms to interlock your fingers with mine. You gaze deeply in to my eyes. Still no words are spoken. As we embrace once more, I hear your breath in my ear. I feel your soft passionate lips on my neck; your warm, moist tongue tasting my skin. We grip each other's hands as we stand close together. Our bodies feeling like one.
You gently lead me to the bedroom. I adoringly watch as you spark the candles and play soft, seductive music. As you stand in front of me, you unbutton my shirt very slowly; deeply gazing in to my eyes. My shirt falls to the floor, exposing my bare breasts. My nipples are very warm and hard. You cannot resist the overwhelming urge to take them in your mouth. Slowly and gently sucking one while massaging the other. I run my fingernails through your hair.
My legs growing weaker by the moment. You drop to your knees and wrap your arms around my waist. Your hands feeling and grabbing my ass then moving between my legs to feel the warmth through my jeans. The temptation is too great. You must feel me. You begin kissing my stomach as you unzip my jeans and slide them slowly down my hips. You run your fingers softly back up my legs to remove my panties. After removing my panties, you sit me on the edge of the bed. I feel your tongue on my ankle, slowly moving up to my knee then up to my inner thigh.