Thoughts of you

We’ve never met, but I feel as though I know you.

I feel as if I’ve always known you.

As in I’ve felt your presence wash through me often over time sensing a feeling of intimacy and comfort wrap around me like a favorite soft blanket.

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I imagine many things about you:

The early morning sun across your peaceful sleeping face.

Watching you sleep, your breathing calm, your face relaxed and just oh so sexy.

Your hair tousled, knowing I want to reach out and run my fingers slowly through it

Your chest lightly dusted with hair, your abs still firm, your lovely snail trail disappearing under your boxer band, morning wood evident.

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I imagine your eyes slowly opening and catching me watching you and rather than look away your whole face brightens and smiles back, our eyes meeting and both our smiles widening.

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I imagine your hand reaching up and tucking my hair behind my ear and then moving to the back of my head and gently pulling me down to meet your lips.

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A slow, soft gentle kiss to start.

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I imagine and almost feel your tongue timidly run along my lips.

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I imagine your hand increasing pressure on the back of my head as you pull our lips harder together as your tongue starts to widen them, ready to probe and explore.

I imagine your other arm trailing down to, and around my hip, pulling me into you.

I imagine feeling both your response to our closeness and my body responding, a warmth between my legs letting me know I’m wet and ready for you.

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I imagine not rushing, but enjoying your hands pulling me to you, my hips moving in a slow rhythm into you, our tongues tasting and taunting each other.

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I imagine my hands dipping into your briefs, releasing you and pushing them down as far as I can.

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I imagine my foot on one leg coming up and pushing them further down your legs.

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I imagine both of us laughing as you try and help wriggle them off, finally kicking them free.

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I imagine my breath stop as I feel an intense feeling of gratitude that you choose to be here with me sharing yourself for both our pleasure.

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I imagine you rolling over to be above me, pushing me onto my back, drawing both of my hands above my head, smiling down at me and uttering the first words since you woke…”lay back Princess, this body is mine, just enjoy”

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And I especially like imagining just how much I will ?

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fiymqo/thoughts_of_you