It's still dark but I can't help but to lie here watching you sleep. The thoughts of how you guided me to ecstasy just a few hours ago, running through my brain.
I've never done that with someone I just met. But you...you just seemed to know what I needed. From convincing me to try that cocktail, to ordering us such an amazing dinner, you already seemed to know what I wanted before I did. When you suggested the walk along the waterfront instead of the taxi, I wasn't sure, but your eyes made me agree. We walked and talked, but I don't even know what we discussed. I just went with the flow. When we stopped to look at the stars and you wrapped your coat around me telling me that I looked cold, I almost melted on the spot.
The kiss. Your warm hands caressing my face. Your fingers gliding through my hair. You gently guided my mouth to yours. I'd never felt so out of control and yet completely relaxed. I can still feel your lips brushing against mine. The feel of your tongue as it played against mine. How we made it back to my hotel I will never know because my focus had just become your touch.
You carried me into my room. I mean you had to as I could not keep from kissing your neck...kissing your chest. I only now am realizing that I probably ruined your shirt when I pulled it apart. When the door closed you finally brought your lips back to mine. I could feel something building. Your nimble fingers unzipped the dress that quickly fell to the floor. The power. The hunger. It had been there before, but now you didn't hold back. You lifted me against the wall. My legs wrapping around you in fear that I may fall or worse, that you may move away. Your shirt quickly discarded. My hands finally getting a chance to feel the strength in your back...chest...arms...shoulders. I am holding on for dear life as you hold me in your strong hands. You walk us to the bed and settle me down.
You kiss your way down my neck. Down my chest. Pausing only to relieve me of my bra. Your tongue, flicking my nipple. I laughed. I don't know what came over me except for pure happiness. Your hands come up to hold my breasts. Your mouth to mine. Your hands squeezing firmly. My moans cut by the power of your kiss.