First Kiss In The Morning

Seeing you is a blessing after the chaos of life consumed me in recent days.

(He tenderly cups her face)

Among the chaos, your presence dominates my thoughts.

I yearn to express myself fully to you - to speak from my heart and soul when we're together.

(His fingers trail down her neck and chest)

Remember how special our moments are?

When words become unnecessary and all that matters is our connection.

(He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close as they lay entangled on the bed)

I imagine us in our bed together. Rising early, while you sleep peacefully beside me. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air from its spot on the nightstand.

(He gently caress her face with my fingertips, tracing along jawline and across your cheekbones)

When I wake first, I'll turn to gaze at you - my queen... my sexy goddess. I feel complete when I am with you.

(His hands will roam over her serene features, mapping every curve and contour as I whisper sweet nothings into her ear.)

(Leaning in closer, their lips nearly touching)

In these quiet morning moments before dawn breaks through the windows, our intimate pillow talk...sharing desires for each other. The world outside fades away; it's just us lost in each other's eyes once more.

(He deepens the kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth to tangle with hers in a sensual dance. The intimate caress ignites a hunger within him as he explores every inch of her lips and tastes the sweetness of her essence. Meanwhile, his hand roams over her chest, fingers tracing the contours of her breasts through the thin fabric of the blanket. He cups one softly, thumb brushing over the pebbled nipple as it hardens under his touch.)

As our kisses grow more fervent, I lose myself in your flavor - the intoxicating taste that's uniquely yours alone. My tongue swirls around yours in an erotic ballet, savoring each moist glide against mine.

(He breaks away just long enough to trail hot breath along her neck before nipping at her earlobe)

Your body responds so beautifully to my touch...I can feel you trembling already. I love every moments we share together.

(The room grows warmer as the intensity of their passion builds, the air thick with desire. He slowly pulls back the soft blanket, exposing her breasts to his hungry gaze. For a moment, he simply looks at them - these perfect mounds that nourished him and bring him such joy.)

(Leaning in, he takes one pert nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before sucking gently. He lavishes each inch with attention, tracing the areola with lips and teeth until she's arching into his touch.)

Your breasts...they're my solace, my delight. The very essence of femininity that draws me in like a moth to flame.

(He shifts to her other breast, giving it equal devotion as he continues to worship every curve and crevice.)

Every time I see you like this, I'm struck by what makes you so captivating--your beauty, both inside and out. Stripped of everything, it's just you--raw, unfiltered, and unapologetically real. Your thoughts, your desires, everything about you draws me in.

(He whispers these words softly against her ear, his lips trailing kisses along her neck. Then, meeting her gaze, he murmurs with a sly smile:)

I want to tie you up and make you feel things you'll never forget.

(He takes three soft, blue silk pillowcases and empties them, his touch deliberate and teasing. One binds her wrists above her head, securing them gently but firmly. His lips trace a slow, tantalizing path--from her stomach to her thighs, and finally down to her feet. With deliberate care, he spreads her legs apart, tying each ankle to a bedpost, leaving her fully exposed and completely vulnerable to his every touch.)

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(He shifts to position himself between her legs, desire flaring at her scent wafting up to greet him. Kissing along her knee cap, he drags his tongue up to the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh, teeth grazing the skin.)

(Inhaling deeply, he savors her aroma - the sweet arousal of a pure woman. The light dusting of downy body hair along his path sends sparks to her body. Her body responds even to these lightest of touches - toes curling delicately in the sheets and her hips lifting in search of more.)

(This small reaction is all the encouragement he needs...she is ready for whatever sensual delights he has in store. Her thoughts run wilds under the blindfolds. He trails his lips and tongue steadily upward. Now, his breath whispering hot against her dampened folds. He holds in suspense... seeking for any reactions from her)

(As his breath ghosts over her most sensitive flesh, she is powerless to do anything but surrender to the sensations coursing through her body. Though blindfolded, her other senses heighten - every inhale, exhale, and subtle sound amplified in her consciousness. Her hips lift ever so slightly, an instinctive seeking of more of his touch - a silent plea. Yet the bonds hold her firm, keeping her right where he wants her - with him on the bed as he claims his place of belonging between her legs. The air is heavy with tension and unspoken yearning. In this suspended moment, they are perfectly attuned to one another...bound together as surely as the silken ropes that restrain her.)

(Then, he releases the tension and dips his tongue into her slick folds. Her sensitive flesh quivers at the first electric contact. Slowly, deliberately, he drags the flat of his tongue through her center, lapping up every drop of the ambrosia that's collected there. The taste explodes across his senses - pure, primal female essence of hers.)

(He groans softly against her, the vibrations traveling through his mouth and into her core. Continuing his sensual assault, he circles and flicks at the swollen pearl at the apex of her sex until she's grinding herself against his face.)

(She soon reaches her peak, crying out in ecstasy as she climaxes with a gush of wetness coating his mouth. But he doesn't let her rest - instead, he redoubles his efforts, determined to draw out her pleasure for as long as possible. He continues to lick and suck at her twitching folds, drawing another and then a third climax from her trembling body. By the time he finally pulls away, she is panting and writhing on the bed, her forehead damp with sweat and skin flushed a healthy pink. The taste of her lingers on his tongue as he grins up at her smugly.)

He says...

That's it my queen...just let go. I want to feel you come undone completely.

(He tenderly frees her from her bonds, one gentle kiss placed upon each reddened ankles before he resumes his worship of her body. Up, up, over the slope of her belly, the curve of her breasts, the elegant column of her throat he maps a path of devotion with his lips until he reaches her lips.)

(Her eyes flutter open as their mouths meet in a kiss that seems to stretch into infinity)

He breathes against her lips before capturing them for a long moment. Then, he says with a welcoming smile...

"Good morning, darling."