Lord it is hot outside, I'm so damn restless, I move about my room and my hands run through my blonde golden locks. I lean my head back and I stretch gracefully like a sensual feline. My naked body is outlined under my sheer robe and I imagine his face as he looks me over from head to toe ever so slowly and I don't move.
I stand as still as a statue the only sign of life is my heart visibly beating and fluttering rapidly in my chest. My eyes remain fixated on his and my mouth smiles but doesn't open to say a word to him. There is a time for words and a time for silence in the still of the passion filled night. His smile is naughty and I can tell by his face what he wants to do to me and I moan out loud.
I want him to touch me with infinite delicacy like I am the very first woman he has ever caressed. He craves to know each and every angle, curve and hollow on my naked body. His head is cocked to the side as he observes me and reminds me of a sculptor about to embark on an amazing creation. He allows his strong masculine fingers to trace over me and I feel my body quiver.
I know how very sexual I am and my body will truly betray me; I won't be able to keep still as the desire that moves over me will envelop each and every fiber of my being. I look into his sexy aqua eyes and they look back at me with something in their depth. I cannot ascertain what it means, it is so very difficult to determine. I've never witnessed a man looking at me with such intensity before. I catch my breath because it makes me shiver with such passion that I can hardly contain myself.
I give my head a shake and realize that it's only a dream a beautiful pleasurable one that I can conjure up whenever I think of him, which is more often than not. I know that I love him, I feel it inside of me in the very depths of my soul. I never expected it to be like this but we have known somehow that it was different almost from the very beginning.
I've never felt his hands on my sensitized skin nor his mouth on mine. I want his throbbing member buried so deeply inside of me that I can feel it pulsating with a life of its own. Sighing I close my eyes once again and feel those telltale tears wanting to fall, but I'm proud and stubborn and I won't allow them to do so.
Walking towards my bed, I pull back the covers; untie my sheer black lace robe and it slides to the floor with undue haste to land softly at my feet.. I turn to look at my reflection in the angel wing mirror and I see a little of that blonde minx who was so mischievous as a little girl. My eyes are so very blue and large with an almost innocent quality. The moisture of those tears, give them a luminous quality and they shine with my emotions.
I wink and smile at myself rather saucily and toss my blonde head like a high strung filly. My very full large breasts feel tingly and my coral nipples harden from the breeze coming through my window. My voluptuous body is ripe like a juicy peach, ready to be tasted by the very one who makes me yearn.
The light from the window shows the tantalizing curves, dips and hollows and my shaven "V" is smooth and soft. I run my hands over my body with delicate finger tips, I shiver as the sensation makes me want him even more. I close my eyes and my fingers are like feathers on my over sensitive skin and I shudder as I envision him touching me with his hard masculine hands. I tense and I can feel my juices starting to build. I moan as I move my hand over the velvet softness of my kitty. I take it away after a moment because I am on fire and want him with me, here and now.
Stretching ever so gracefully once again I feel like a naughty, sexy sensual woman. I walk towards the window and look up at the stars, twinkling so beautifully in the amazing midnight sky. I see the celestial moon and she beckons to me to lift my arms towards her as she casts her radiance over my naked form.
The night is meant for lovers, the star studded sky, the balmy hot night and that magical moon. She is mysterious and bewitching, with that charm which allows romance to blossom and bloom at any given time. I inhale the fragrance of the flowers that are incredibly captivating as they invade my senses, only making my longing for him, even greater.
Sighing with regret, I turn and miraculously he is there in the flesh waiting for me with arms outstretched. Eagerly I run towards him with a smile so brilliant that he gasps and grasps me about the waist. He draws me towards his delightful hardened body; his excitement showing so very vividly, his cock as hard as a rock. I rub my body against the delightful masculine beauty of his firm muscles and I can feel his desire for me.
He shudders as he slowly touches my soft skin and his pulsating cock throbs near my pelvis. I want him to envelop me and hold me as tightly as humanly possible. I don't want there to be any barriers between us, just skin to skin. My hands move over him with infinite tenderness, I tell myself over and over you aren't a dream, you are real, your flesh is warm to the touch.
Those aqua eyes are passionate and I can see the raw naked desire in them as he gazes down into my emotional blue eyes. The moon casts a slight shadow upon his chiseled face but that athletic body is reflected by its soft glow. My excitement grows by the minute as his hands continue to caress me and my body reacts in a very big way. My honey pot is wet with my need for him and I cannot wait for him to touch me everywhere.
He senses my need and passion for him and he reaches down to pick me up and carry me to the bed. My insides are full of those fluttering sensations as he lays me down ever so tenderly as if I am a China doll and he places me in the middle of the bed. Those sexy aquamarine eyes have become darkened by his passion and they are intent upon my nude supine body.
He whispers, "baby, lets go slow and easy, take our time. Those wonderful hands of his wander over me with such poignant tenderness that my breath catches in my throat. I try to keep still, but my body betrays me and I feel the heat building in my lower extremities..I feel delicious, sensual and so beautiful and I make those kittenish noises deeply in my throat, as his hands move over me. I thrash around on the bed like a woman in the throes of ecstasy and I cannot contain the passion that is so very much part of who I am. I have been waiting for him for an eternity and his touch is driving me slowly insane.
He kisses my lips and the spark becomes a flame that will continue to grow into a raging fire that only he can relinquish. Biting my full bottom lip, I gasp as he nibbles and sucks it and then his mouth softly caresses the sensitive, tender area of my neck. They tantalize just below the ear and those little love nips make me almost giggle.