The rays of sunlight hit my skin and I can feel the warmth. This must be Eden. The smell of wisteria in the air is so sweet. The bird's song is so lovely.
"Oh," Laying here in the tall meadow grass with wildflowers all around me tickling my breast. "Yes," This is My Eden.
I know you are watching me maybe from the tree line. I can tell by the electricity rolling across my skin. It reminds me I am not alone in this personal Eden.
The wind takes my long brown hair off my shoulders and exposes my nipples. All these sensations are bringing me to a very sweet arousal. The wind licks my skin, the grass touches my whole body all at once with many fingers, and the sun teases me with that warmth I want so badly. Most of all, you are somewhere here with me, watching me. "Are you close enough to see as my skin prickles and flushes?"
My mind starts to wander, and my hands roam where yours should be. Across my knees to my inner thighs and out around my hips with both hands. I breathe deeply, sucking in air to quickly, a whimper escapes. "O."