I started dreaming of seeing you, and wondering how sex would be the first time we have it again. I imagined us alone inside the door of a room, kissing gently, and then leading you to the bed, and having you sit near the head board, and climbing on to your lap with my legs kneeling on either side. We both pressed our foreheads together and gazed at each other.
You brought your hands up softly to cup my face, and began kissing me again, slowly at first, and then with increasing heat and passion, our tongues taking turns tasting each other's love. Breathlessly we broke it off for a second, and then I told you "I love you so much...and want you so badly" and began kissing across your jaw, tentatively licking your ear and then kissing down your neck, pausing there and enjoying the sweet taste of your soft skin there, and inhaling your scent until I grew dizzy with it. You let out a small moan and rubbed your hands up my back, gently rubbing my shoulder blades.
Again we kissed, losing track of time until you suddenly sat up and without speaking gently pushed me over, pulling my top over my head, undoing my bra, sliding my panties down my legs and then you knelt there between my legs, looking me over inch by inch until your eyes met mine and you reached forward and softly stroked a finger from my lips down between my breasts to my stomach, and then laid your hand flat there. You pulled off your shirt, and then slid your pants and underwear off, and knelt again between my legs, stroking both hands up and down each of my thighs.