Anticipation...
To feel your soft wet tongue slide over my hot, aching, slippery flesh. Exploring me. Softly. Slowly. Teasingly. Knowing that when you do, I won't be able to stop my hips from arching up to press against your tongue. Wanting. Needing. More.
To feel your fingers dig into the soft skin of my hips, pressing me back down against the bed while you begin to explore me with lips, teeth and tongue. Knowing that when you do, I'll have to bite down on my own tongue to fight the urge to arch back up into your mouth.
To feel your teeth scrape over my clit as your tongue explores my delicate lips before moving down to press in to me, to make love to me. Knowing that when you do, I won't be able to stop my thighs from trying to press together, trapping you there, your mouth pressed against my throbbing pussy.
To feel your fingers flex against my skin before digging back in to force my thighs apart, your tongue moving up to replace your teeth on my clit. Knowing that when you do, that delicious tingling sensation coursing through my body will continue to grow until I'm mindless of anything but you and the pleasure you bring me. No inhibitions. No holding back.
To feel your lips, teeth and tongue command my body, own it, make it yours. I want it to be yours. Knowing that when you do, I won't be able to stop myself from coming apart, from coming. For you.
Posted by SD at 11:31 AM 10 comments